I’m looking for that Lonely Street I’ve got a sad sad tale to tell
I need a place to go and weep where’s this place called Lonely Street
A place where there’s just loneliness where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and mem’ries meet where’s this place called Lonely Street
Maybe on this Lonely Street there’s someone such as I Who came to bury a broken dream and watch an old love die
A place where there’s just loneliness where dim lights bring forgetfulness
Where broken dreams and mem’ries meet where’s this place called Lonely Street
Maybe on this Lonely Street…
Where’s this place called Lonely Street
He put on such a lovely concert at Happy Days one night I found myself in front of him signing autographs and telling him I wanted a kiss..well he gave me one. As beautiful as he is. Wow!
The advantage of performers up in years ,regardless of genre, is they practised, went from local pubs etc to see how the audience reacted and were not dependent on polyphonic synthesizers.