Coffeesmoke - Old Georgetown

Cobblestone streets, a cherry blossom for old Georgetown
At Old Mac's we'd meet
And speak of the friends we don't see around anymore
I wonder what happened to pretty Jane's pot of gold
By the way do you know what a hippie does when he's old
And it's too late to turn back now

Summertime sweet, neon and never in old Georgetown
Stoned on my feet
And dressed like a lunatic circus clown and what for
Singing a protest song puttin' down the war
I hardly recall what I stood for in '64

Living in old Georgetown
Both feet off the ground
Riding so high on a merry-go-round
Up so high I can't come down anymore
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

When feeling good was easy and Cancer was my sign
Getting down with the midnight crowd
Trying to save mankind
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Take me M street, across Key Bridge far from old Georgetown
Don't bury my feet
Just give me a dream that's not hand me down to the floor
Got a hole in my heart I can feel from my head to my toe
And I don't have a clue what I'm gonna do now I'm old
And it's too late to turn back now

Living in old Georgetown
Both feet off the ground
Riding so high on a merry-go-round
Up so high I can't come down anymore
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Written by:
Billy Wells

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