Lyrics

Early in the evenin' just about supper time Over by the courthouse they're starting to unwind. Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up. Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp. Down On The Corner out in the street Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while. Poorboy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo. Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. You don't need a penny just to hang around, But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down? Over on the corner there's a happy noise. People come from all around to watch the magic boy. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet. Down On The Corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'; Bring a nickel; tap your feet.
Writer(s): John Cameron Fogerty Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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