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Why Don't You Write Me lyrics
Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank
Like a shroud it covers Bleecker Street
Fills the alleys where men sleep
Hides the shepherd from the sheep
Voices leaking from a sad cafe
Smiling faces try to understand
I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand
On Bleecker Street
A poet reads his crooked rhyme
Holy, holy is his sacrament
Thirty dollars pays your rent
On Bleecker Street
I heard a church bell softly chime
In a melody sustainin'
It's a long road to Canaan
On Bleecker Street
Bleecker Street
Part of these releases
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- Track 9 on Bridge Over Troubled Water
- 8 The Only Living Boy In New York
- 10 Bye Bye Love
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- Track 9 on Simon & Garfunkel 1964-1970 Disc 5
- 8 The Only Living Boy In New York
- 10 Bye Bye Love
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- Track 67 on The Collection
- 66 The Only Living Boy In New York
- 68 Bye Bye Love
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