BOULEVARD - Jackson Browne

    Down on the boulevard they take it hard
    They look at life with such disregard
    They say it can't be won
    The way the game is run
    But if you choose to stay
    You end up playing anyway
    It's okay--

    The kid's in shock up and down the block
    The folks are home playing beat the clock
    Down at the golden cup
    They set the young ones up
    Under the neon light
    Selling day for night
    It's alright--

    Nobody rides for free
    Nobody gets it like they want it to be
    Nobody hands you any guarantee

    The hearts are hard and the times are tough
    Down on the boulevard the night's enough
    And time passes slow
    Between the store front shadows and the street lights glow

    Everybody walks right by like they're safe or something
    They don't know--

    Nobody knows you
    Nobody owes you nothin
    Nobody shows you what they're thinking
    Nobody baby

    Hey, hey, baby
    You got to watch the street, keep your feet
    And be on guard
    Make it pay baby
    It's only time on the boulevard

    (c) 1980 Swallow Turn Music / ASCAP


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