Topic: SITTIN' ON A CORNER

this song can be heard
      with video at                  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Yj-MSLpyBA


                              SITTIN’ ON A CORNER…Steve Boileau
D                                                 G
Two old men sittin’ on a corner, watching the world go by.
A7                                                         D
Two old men sittin’ on a corner, stayin’ low and getting’ high.
D                                                             G
These two old guys were always there, whenever I went by,
        A7                                                                                D   
Just two old men sittin’ on a corner, watching the world go by.
                                       â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦.

D
Way back when, when they were younger men,
       G
the world lay at their feet.
                    A7
Played in a rock’n’roll band, spit courage, sweat sand,
                                           D
With a thumping backdoor beat.
                                                                    G
Like Kieth & Mick, and John & Paul, these two were joined at the hip,
         A7
They smoked and drank, pulled jokes & pranks,
        D
And were chased by all the chicks.
D                                             G
They almost got famous, had offers from all around,
     A7
Then one got married, and the other got drunk,
         D
Pretty soon they both left town.
                                        ……………………..

D                                                      G
Well one went on a western swing, worked rigs & things,
rode horse, drove a truck.
A7                                                                                                  D
Married some pig, with a bunch a kids, man she had him by the nuts.

D                                      G
He got sick of that, said screw this crap, and bought himself a Bar.

Served drinks and woman, did some risky livin’,
D
Drove a big, old, black Cadillac car.
D                                             G
Joined a country band, with a few good hands, almost got famous again.
     A7                                                         D
But drugs and wives, and cops and time, brought all that to an end.
D                                           G
Busted, scared and skinny, broke and all alone,
       A7                                                        D
He heard his Mother was dying, so he decided to go back home.
                                         â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦

D
Now the other fellow got himself an education,
         G
with degrees and plaques and things.
             A7                                                   D
Wore a suit and tie, stopped getting’ high, bought a house,

Had a Knights of Columbus ring.
D                                     G                                             A7
Got himself an office, in City Gov’t Square, painted his picket fence white,
                                                       D
With the Mayor he was tight, and up the corporate ladder he’d stare.
D                                                                    G
Well he had a maid to do his dishes, on the side he had a Misses,
              A7                                      D
And his wife, she did all the charity balls.
                                                    G
Till one day he came home, the gardeners’ truck was on the lawn,
            A7                                                D
But his clothes were scattered down the hall.
                                                                   G
His wife took him to the cleaners, left him nothing but beans & wieners,

            A&                                     D
Took his house and took half his pay.
                                                 G
He did everything right, now he lays awake at night,
         A7                                                       D
and asks his god, why he treated him this way.
                                     â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦â€¦..

D                                                                         G
Now these two old guys sit on the corner, and watch the world go by.
          A7                                                 D
They discuss politics & hypocrites, with jaded wrinkled eyes.
D                                                    G
These two lived different lives, but both ended up the same.
          A7                                                      D
Just sittin’ on a corner, watching the world, hoping that it don’t rain.
D                                                         G
Just two old guys sittin’ on a corner, watching the world go by.
   A7                                                                                      D
Two old men sittin’ on the corner, stayin’ low and getting’ high.

Re: SITTIN' ON A CORNER

Hey JohnnyV - Great story song on highs and lows...life is a trip. Haven't tried the chords yet but I really enjoyed the story.

J  E  T  S
...and yet a Washington Commanders fan (unless they change their name again) ...long story...HTT...C