MY SIMPLE HUMBLE NEIGHBORHOOD

Here's where it all began. Here's where I heard that beat. Here's where I tapped that tap With my natural rhythm feet. In my simple humble neighborhood, On my simple humble street. Here's where the dreams I had Were crowded on a stoop, Were pecked and pushed and hustled Just like chickens in a coop. Life wasn't always neat In my simple humble neighborhood, On my simple humble street. Here's where I learned the rules Of Rosie's way Of how to play A magic game That changed the same Old sleepy bleat In my simple humble neighborhood, On my simple humble street. Here's where I made up folks Who came to visit me Not just ordinary folks Coming unexpectedly. Talent scouts! Producers! Directors! Glamour boys! In other words The Hoy-Poloys! The Grand elite! To make them green with envy In my simple humble neighborhood, On my simple humble street. Here's where it all began. Here's where I heard that tune. Here's where I sang of sailing In a carnival balloon. Life was so darn sweet, In my simple humble neighborhood, On my simple humble street. In my simple humble neighborhood, On my simple humble street.