Swing Street - Christopher Cross

There’s a place I know called Swing Street

Where you can really feel the heartbeat

After working hard til sundown

The city comes alive

High up, low down, down on Swing Street

Gypsy jazzmen tickling my feet

Jive and music, love and money

There’s enough to get you high

Sidewalk preachers hustling bibles

Longing for one more revival

There’s a truth in all these dreamers

If you read between the lines

Well, it’s all right watching the world come together

A real life movie that goes on forever

Take your chances and pull on the lever

Down on Swing Street

Down on Swing Street

Morning comes, that alarm clock screaming

Coat and tie, and wheeling, dealing

I wish that I could be back on Swing Street

Watching life roll by Everyone looks for romance

Living out of magazines

But there’s still one place

Where you don’t have to fake it Down on Swing Street

Down on Swing Street