One, two, three
One, two, three
[Verse 1]
Down in Asbury Park
In a sublet I'm renting
I got a new job
Where I’m out painting houses
The sun on my neck and some cash in my pocket
At least there's fresh air here
I watch families stroll by with their kids on vacation
Scrape decades of lead paint and salt air off porches
Alone with my thoughts
And a breeze off the ocean
And I smile for the first time this year
[Chorus]
I walk alone
In the mist of the evening
Under the glow of the Paramount sign
I watch the sky turn violent with light
On the fourth of July
[Verse 2]
I've been spending my nights in a dive off the boardwalk
A sad open mic
I’ve been playing these damn songs
They yell out for Springsteen, or Dylan, or Mitchell
But these, these are all that I've got
One, two, three
[Verse 1]
Down in Asbury Park
In a sublet I'm renting
I got a new job
Where I’m out painting houses
The sun on my neck and some cash in my pocket
At least there's fresh air here
I watch families stroll by with their kids on vacation
Scrape decades of lead paint and salt air off porches
Alone with my thoughts
And a breeze off the ocean
And I smile for the first time this year
[Chorus]
I walk alone
In the mist of the evening
Under the glow of the Paramount sign
I watch the sky turn violent with light
On the fourth of July
[Verse 2]
I've been spending my nights in a dive off the boardwalk
A sad open mic
I’ve been playing these damn songs
They yell out for Springsteen, or Dylan, or Mitchell
But these, these are all that I've got
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