Name: The Street Singer
Channel: P.W. Jenkins,
Description: "The Street Singer" is a song by pjsteelman. You may have met this guy, somewhere, sometime. But, here he is now...with a song just for you, The Street Singer

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You may have met this guy, somewhere, sometime. But, here he is now...with a song just for you, The Street Singer

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BRAND NEW CD!!! NOW AVAILABLE!!!! BRAND NEW!!! Pat's brand new cd is "Let The Games Begin" Pat has always loved all kinds of music, from country to big band to R&B. His recordings reflect those influences. While being predominently a pedal steel player, he also does all of the lead guitar work on his albums. Pat has worked with so many wonderful bands and fantastic artists over the years, all of them couldn't be mentioned in this space. He currently uses a Sho-Bud LDG steel and a 77 Tele Deluxe. Besides being an instrumentalist, Pat is also a lifelong song writer, and writes with two of his brothers, Keith and Steve. There are several cds to look at on his websight. Two of them are instrumental albums. You can listen to some of the cuts from his new album, "Let The Games Begin". You can get all of Pat's music from his websight. You can go there by clicking on the link at the lower right hand corner of this page.

Song Info

Genre

Country • Country General

Charts

Peak #6

Peak in subgenre #1

Author

P.W. Jenkins,

Rights

2005

Uploaded

November 26, 2005

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00

Story behind the song

I met this guy back in the 60's and 70's, he used to work the boardwalk in Atlantic City, NJ.  His name was Ron, and could he sing.

Lyrics

Standing on the corner

I sing my songs 

For those who stop and listen

They drop quarters in my cup

When I sing one that they like to hear

I know all the favorites

From years gone by

I've practiced them for hours

I sing for nickels and for dimes

And sometimes just a word of cheer

My sight was gone before 

I was old enough 

To ever know my colors

But, I sing of rainbows in the skys

And meadows of a grassy green

I paint pictures in my mind

Of hometowns, backyards, birds and prisons

Of lovers I have known and lost

But, I have never seen

Chorus:

Sometimes I'd like to fly away

And soar way up above the clouds

Visit places far and wide

And get away from these big city crowds

But, I'm a prisoner in my mind

Now, I've got to find some shelter from the rain

But, I will pick and sing for you

If you will fill my cup up with some change

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