Percy Shaw. Truly I Say To You.... The Ballad Of The Boardwalk Star. Zeneszám

In a city made of sand (with my old kit bag at my side)
agleam with lights and dreams
(with my broken guitar across my knees)
I sat outside the spookhouse at sunrise
I saw a million faces without a clue
watching their fathers playing in the sand


(Thanks to Lionel for these lyrics)