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There's an old man on the corner,
waving hello to the cars that go by,
He's an ordinary fellow, slipped and hit his head when he was 5,
Lived a life of simple peace,
spent some time upon his knees,
and he's doin' all right, he's doin' all right
Oil man sips a Red Bull
in the backseat of a limousine,
spent some time in the White House,
way too long, you ask me,
sees an old man on the corner waving hi,
rolls up the window, tells the driver to pass by,
Bye Bye
Bye, Bye, grey sky, everybody's ready for the blue!
Bye, Bye, grey sky, no one's gonna miss you,
bye bye
He traded in the banjo for a brand new shiny guitar,
had enough of Mississippi, ain't no place for a Rock N' Roll star,
thumbed a ride out to L.A.,
Where the Angels and the vipers play,
and he's doin' all right, he's doin' all right,
All right, I'm turning the wheel,
I'm offering the branch you pulled away,
All right, I like the way this feels,
expectations coming real, in the night
All right
There's a party in Chicago, early on election day,
flags are waving, men are crying, feels good in the USA,
The road is long, the path is steep,
but this begins the change we need,
and we're feeling all right
All right, I'm turning the wheel......
Bye bye grey sky, everybody's ready for the blue...... |
