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 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

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Words and music by Jackson Browne
1980 Swallow Turn Music ASCAP

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