クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kansas
Kansas
Performer
Dave Hope
Dave Hope
Musician
Phil Ehart
Phil Ehart
Musician
Kerry Livgren
Kerry Livgren
Musician
Robby Steinhardt
Robby Steinhardt
Musician
R. Williams
R. Williams
Musician
Steve Walsh
Steve Walsh
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Hope
Dave Hope
Songwriter
Phil Ehart
Phil Ehart
Composer
Steve Walsh
Steve Walsh
Composer
Richard Williams
Richard Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeff Glixman
Jeff Glixman
Producer
Wally Gold
Wally Gold
Producer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Sometimes when I'm walking down
This lonely street
Well, it sure don't seem like it's been twenty years
Since I went walking down
This lonely street
And the smell of perfumed ladies filled the air, yeah
[Verse 2]
This street ain't got no name
Dead end is in the river
And I lived where I hated life day by day
There wasn't nothing that I could do
To shake a cold night shiver
'Cause to move up Lonely Street you had to have some say, yeah
[Verse 3]
Gambling is bad luck
Down on Lonely Street
It sure ain't no place to be when a man gets sore
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 4]
You know, I killed a man and I paid all I can
With twenty years on a chain gang
For the flesh and the blood on that jailhouse floor
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 5]
Sometimes when I'm walking down
This lonely street
I get caught up in a dream that won't let me go
And as a bright light flash up and down
This lonely street
My mind rolls back the years long time ago
[Verse 6]
I see my baby stumblin' round
With tears in her eyes
And as I reach out to her
She falls on the floor
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 7]
She mumbles through bloody lips
About a bad man, robber, raper
And in my gut, I know i got one to score
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 8]
Tell you, baby
[Verse 9]
I need somebody
Oh, yeah
I need somebody
Yeah
[Verse 10]
Oh, I need it
And I need it
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 11]
And I need it
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 12]
The word was comin' down
Down on Lonely Street
That the black man was a dead man if he crossed my trail
Every night, I'd walk up and down
This lonely street
I get stinkin' drunk and always in jail
[Verse 13]
One night, they threw me in
With a man they called the mangler
He was caught on the street rapin' some old whore
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 14]
I remember he was quite proud of that
So half-crazed, I shot him
And I cried in the blood on that jailhouse floor
Oh, I don't want no more
[Verse 15]
Oh, yeah, yeah
Written by: Dave Hope, Phil Ehart, Richard Williams, Steve Walsh
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