“Fourth and Vine”
 
 
I thought I saw you standing
On the corner of Fourth and Vine
Lost your job at the opera house
Dancing in the line
Coat draped over your shoulders
Long face to the floor
I wanted to reach out to you
But you threw me out the door
 
Chorus:
If only things were different now
And we hadn’t blown apart
Sad to think I’m still alive                                                              
Since the day you broke my heart
On the corner
The corner of Fourth and Vine
 
I heard Pike’s Opera House
Burnt clear down to the ground
And you don’t have a place to stay
With none of your friends around
So I wanted to reach out to you
I could feel the pain on your face
A paper bag under your arm
Looking like a suitcase
 
Bridge:
A tear ran down my face
I was frozen in my tracks
Seeing you on the corner like that
Without the guts to act
 
[Repeat Chorus]
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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