Crowd Around the Corner Songtext
von Earl Thomas Conley

Those stormy years leave deep
And endless trails across his face
He′ll wander back when morning rolls around
For it's an old man′s right to spend

His life just searching for a place
Where he can sit and watch the sun go down
Time's run its course and freed the horse
That pulled them through their prime

And placed a different light above their brow
Now towering rows of buildings grow in fields they left behind
And life seems twice as heavy as the plow


So crowd around the corner, boys, and take your good old time
And pass along a piece of yesterday
A tender breeze of memories is blowing through your mind
Softer than those strands of silver gray

With golden chains the old men cling to the watch inside their vest
That tells them when it's time to move along
Just rambling through the avenues, they′ll sometimes stop to rest
But it′s hard to find a place where they belong

So crowd around the corner, boys, and take your good old time
And pass along a piece of yesterday
A tender breeze of memories is blowing through your mind
Softer than those strands of silver gray
And sweeter than the things you've seen today