So they passed his music by
And those velvet curtain calls
Or if you're a friend to me
I heard his refrain as the signal changed
I was standing on a noisy corner
But the one man band by the quick lunch stand
Though he played so sweet and high
The wind rushed around in the dirty town
Across the street he stood and he played real good
Waiting for the walking green
Now me, I play for fortunes
Maybe put on a harmony
On his clarinet, for free
He was playing real good, for free
Nobody stopped to hear him
And I play if you have the money
They knew he had never been on their TV
Escorting me to the halls
I meant to go over and ask for a song
I got a black limousine and two gentlemen
And the children let out from the schools
