From the corners of the country
From the cities and the farms
With years and years of living
Tucked up underneath their arms
They walk away from everything
Just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise
On 16th Avenue
With a million dollar spirit
And an old flattop guitar
They drive to town with all they own
In a hundred dollar car
'Cause one time someone told them
About a friend of a friend they knew
Who owns, you know, a studio
On 16th Avenue
Now some were born to money
They've never had to say survive
And others swing a nine pound hammer
Just to stay alive
There's cowboys drunks and Christians
Mostly white and black and blue
They've all dialed the phone collect to home
From 16th Avenue
Ah, but then one night in some empty room
Where no curtains ever hung
Like a miracle some golden words
Rolled off of someone's tongue
And after years of being nothing
They're all looking right at you
And then for a while they'll go in style
On 16th Avenue
It looked so uneventful
So quiet and discreet
But a lot of lives where changed
Down on that little one way street
'Cause they walk away from everything
Just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise
On 16th Avenue
From the corners of the country
From the cities and the farms
With years and years of living
Tucked up underneath their arms
Walk away from everything
Just to sing for me and you
So God bless the boys...
From the cities and the farms
With years and years of living
Tucked up underneath their arms
They walk away from everything
Just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise
On 16th Avenue
With a million dollar spirit
And an old flattop guitar
They drive to town with all they own
In a hundred dollar car
'Cause one time someone told them
About a friend of a friend they knew
Who owns, you know, a studio
On 16th Avenue
Now some were born to money
They've never had to say survive
And others swing a nine pound hammer
Just to stay alive
There's cowboys drunks and Christians
Mostly white and black and blue
They've all dialed the phone collect to home
From 16th Avenue
Ah, but then one night in some empty room
Where no curtains ever hung
Like a miracle some golden words
Rolled off of someone's tongue
And after years of being nothing
They're all looking right at you
And then for a while they'll go in style
On 16th Avenue
It looked so uneventful
So quiet and discreet
But a lot of lives where changed
Down on that little one way street
'Cause they walk away from everything
Just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise
On 16th Avenue
From the corners of the country
From the cities and the farms
With years and years of living
Tucked up underneath their arms
Walk away from everything
Just to sing for me and you
So God bless the boys...
Other albums by the artist
On My Own Again
1983 · album
I Believe
2019 · EP
Dave Frizzel Live From Church Street Station
2017 · album
David Frizzell - Live at Church Street Station
2016 · album
Mother Mary
2016 · single
Frizzell & Friends Roundup Campfire Songs (Live)
2015 · album
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