Drift Miles

Lyrics

There's an old guitar on 15th Street,
That's rotted through and soundin' sweet,
There's an old guitar on 15th Street,
That rotted through and soundin' sweet,
The man who plays it is draped in tatters and the flashy suites walkin' by he don't flatter no no,
Cause he could've worked right on Wall Street,
With money to make and people to meet,
Yeah he could've worked right on Wall Street,
With people to make and money to meet,
Cause he was a schoolboy back in the day,
But all he ever wanted to do was play,
So now he's on the corner wailin' the night away,
There's an old guitar on 15th Street,
That's always lookin' for a beat,
There's an old guitar on 15th Street,
That's always lookin' for a beat,
So if to play was why you were made,
Come on over don't you be afraid.

By: Steve Pollack