Lyrics

4th Street and Broadway
(MK. Connolly and C. Newman )



4th Street and Broadway
That?s where the man plays
Cold fingers strumming
His voice humming
Everyday

Crossing to summer
He starts to wonder
What will become of
This corner he loves
When he?s gone

Oh no what to do thinks this silly fool who made loneliness a rule
Now it seems cruel his beloved stool will have to stand alone
When he?s gone home for good

A young boy wonders
What the man ponders
He watches strings fly
And the old mans grip glide
As he plays

The boy grabs his violin
Giving it his own spin
He joins in the chords
Of the cornerstone Lord
The future is paved

The man discovers by sharing his love that the music wouldn?t end
Smiling deep inside determined not to cry he plays stoically along
The violin joining strong in song

They play along
Music?s father and son
At 4th street and Broadway




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