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• Artiste: Earl Thomas Conley
• Titre: Crowd Around the Corner
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Those stormy years leave deep and endless trails across his face He'll wander back when morning rolls around For it's an old man's right to spend his life just searching for a place Where he can sit and watch the sun go down Time's run it's course and freed the horse that pulled him through his prime And placed a different light above his brow Now towering rows of buildings grow in fields he left behind And life seems twice as heavy as a plow With his golden chain the old man clings to the watch inside his vest That tells him when it's time to move along Just rambling through the avenues, he'll sometimes stop to rest But it's hard to find a place where he belongs So crowd around the corner, boys, and take your good old time And pass along a piece of yesterday A tender breeze of memories is blowing through your mind Softer than those stands of silver-gray And sweeter than the things we've seen today