Down On The Corner Lyrics

Early in the evenin' just about supper time Over by the courthouse, starting to unwind Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up Willy picks a tune out, he blows it on the harp Down on the corner, out in the street Willy and the poor boys 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 Poor boy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo 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 boys