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Singin' Man
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Singin' Man was released on June 19, 2020 by EARecords as a part of the album Woodstock Under the Stars
June 19, 2020
LabelEARecords
LanguageEnglish
BPM181
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

I am a street singer and I sing for my keep
For the people that pass by my way on the street
I sung my way from London to France
New York to Frankfurt and all the way back
New York to Frankfurt and all the way back
Call me the busker with the songs in my sack
With my guitar in hand and a drum on my back
I'll sing in your subways, your trolleys and trams
I am a street singer and I'm proud that I am
Am a street singer, I'm your singing, singing man
There's a street bar in Paris called the Marseille
Change all your money on the Rue Saint-Andre
Give you a sandwich and pour you a beer
Give you a seat and they'll lend you an ear
Give you a seat, they'll lend you an ear
Way up in Zurich I met a sweet thing
We flew day and night like a couple birds on the wing
The times we were poor we always had some
We could sing a few songs, we could feed two like one
Sing a few songs, we could feed two like one
Whoa, call me the busker with the songs in my sack
With my guitar in hand and a drum on my back
I'll sing in your subways, your trolleys and trams
I am a street singer and I'm proud that I am
Am a street singer, I'm your singing, singing man
On a night train to Rome we stopped in Milan
When I woke up, well all my money was gone
With a voice and guitar well, I put on a show
By the time it got dark, you know my pockets were full
Time it got dark well my pockets were full
Sweet Copenhagen I fell under your spell
Fell drunk in your harbor, what a tale I could tell
On to Berlin we played midnight til dawn
Til the wall started shaking and I seen it fall down
Til the wall started shaking, I swear I seen it fall down
Whoa, back down to Frankfurt on a few hours' sleep
Playing in a station, getting something to eat
The cops said to move on, cops they don't bother me
They do what they're told and I do what I please
They do what they're told and I do what I please
Call me the busker with the songs in my sack
With my guitar in hand and a drum on my back
I'll sing in your subways, your trolleys and trams
I am a street singer and I'm proud that I am
I am a street singer, I'm your singing, singing man
Some say that working a job nine to five
Gonna take them up to heaven like it took them through life
I say that working the streets being free
Will show you more life than you'll ever see in your dreams
Show you more life than you'll ever see in your dreams
So gather round the table and form a little band
Take a hat to the streets and do the best that you can
The people who pass by they all got a lot
But one thing they don't have is the freedom you've got
The one thing they don't have is the freedom you've got
Call me the busker with the songs in my sack
With my guitar in hand and a drum on my back
I'll sing in your subways, your trolleys and trams
I am a street singer and I'm proud that I am
Am a street singer I'm your singing, singing man
Written by: Eric Andersen
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