Walking home late(Peter Case)

 Fourth and Beale day after the first
 this heat's unreal I'm dying of thirst
 picked up the pay for pulling my weight
 'neath the street lights and stars
 now I'm walking home late

 lights up on the river a drop of rain just fell
 wet blue neon by the motor hotel
 muddy water swirlin' midnight crawls
 morning glories creeping up the red brick walls

 walking home whistling 'neath the stars above
 a careless happy song of love
 today at noon I thought I'd disintegrate
 but it's cooling off now and I'm walking home

 late things didn't work out west in Hollywood
 say you never got lucky did you ever get good?
 forget the money you're gifted and young
 sweet as honey songs'll roll off your tongue
 Sunday in Memphis by the river at dark
 well hear the Washington singers in Handy Park
 twelve year old girlÜknows how to play
 rockin' hard and singing through a beat up p.a.

 Peabody Hotel lobby is dead
 looks like this whole towns gone home to bed
 a breeze is stirring the walls radiate
 there's no one in sight and I'm walking home late

 walking home whistling 'neath the stars above
 a careless happy song of love
 today at noon I felt like hopping a freight
 but it's cooling off now and I'm walkin' home late


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