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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 kids 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 all right Nobody rides for free Nobody gets it like they want it to be Nobody hands you any guarantee Nobody The hearts are hard and the times are tough Down on the boulevard the nights enough And time passes slow Between the storefront 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 Words and music by Jackson Browne 1980 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP
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