Ely Joe - Jazz Street lyrics

My name is Robert Wilson,

I'm from Eau Claire, Wisconsin.

I've been living out of a

suitcase now for fourteen days...

I walked the boulevard in Hollywood,

I caught a Vegas show that was no good --

Met a dancer there that starred in a broadway play.

But it's a lonely world from this Greyhound,

Believe me, I've been here fourteen days.

Three thousand miles,

I've been here fourteen days,

Three thousand miles...

Now twenty-one is as good a guess as any age that I'd confess to,

Let's just say I'm old enough to get away.

Back in school, I found the only written truth

On bathroom stalls and telephone booths.

I studied awhile, but college got in my way.

I've learned much more from the back of this Greyhound,

Believe me, I've been here fourteen days.

Three thousand miles,

I've come a long, long way,

Three thousand miles...

Have you seen?

The world outside is turning --

And it's yours --

we were put here for the learning.

People talk to themselves on Greyhounds,

Even the driver strains to hear

They tell the same forgotten story --

Will it fall on forgetful ears?

Down in Houston on comes this woman

With two kids and a bottle of booze,

And she cracked them both like match heads

Whenever they ventured too close to her fuse.

And I sat with a girl from Boston,

Playing cards for cigarettes.

I lost her name with the poker game,

But her face I will never forget --

You never forget the view from these windows,

Believe me, I've been here fourteen days...

Three thousand miles,

I've come a long, long way,

Three thousand miles...