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• Artiste: Craig Bickhardt
• Titre: Sugarcane Street
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(Barry Alfonso and Craig Bickhardt) Imagine a place where the summers don't end And the fish always bite round the river's next bend There's plenty of unhurried hours to spend Isn't it sweet passing the day On Sugarcane Street The soft evening breeze sets the willows to sway And the fireflies dance in a moonlight ballet Even the hardest heart can't help but say Isn't it sweet passing the day On Sugarcane Street Time seems to flow slow as molasses Past row upon row of white weathered fences Where kind neighbors meet On Sugarcane, Sugarcane Street A girl in a blue dress walks by with her beau They promenade like folks long ago He tilts back his straw hat and he whispers low “Isn't it sweet fallin' in love On Sugarcane Street” Time seems to flow slow as molasses Past row upon row of white weathered fences Where kind neighbors meet On Sugarcane, Sugarcane Street You might catch a boat up from old New Orleans And find a postcard from one of your dreams When this crazy world seems so cold and so mean You wanna retreat, take a walk in the rain On Sugarcane Street