Streets of Gold

Streets of Gold

Johnny's heading westward Looking for fame Got a pack of cigarettes and a dollar to his name He packed his suitcase full of hopes and dreams But found life in the city Ain't always what it seems So tell me Can you hear the bells The bells of freedom Do you feel the wind The wind of change Was it what you wished for Just like you thought Or was it all too tough Have you had enough Of the streets of gold These streets of gold, oh Shelly's waiting tables Every day, nine to five Like so many others who tried to chase that life She came from a small town and bet it all on a chance On the dream of the big city And the perfect romance Now tell me Heading down the subway After a late-night shift She's gotta' put in the hours for that last rent she missed Johnny's down at the station Between the noise from the trains He's singin' Hey pretty lady, would you spare some change? Tell me Can you hear the bells The bells of freedom

Do you feel the wind The wind of change

Was it what you wished for Just like you thought Or was the road to rough Say have you had enough Of the streets of gold