"My Simple Humble Neighborhood" as written by Maurice Sendak and Carole King....
Here's where it all began
Here's where I heard that beat
Here's where I tapped that tap
With my natural rhythm feet
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where the dreams I had
Were crowded on a stoop
Were pecked and pushed and hustled
Just like chickens in a coop
Life wasn't always neat
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where I learned the rules
Of rosie's way
Of how to play
A magic game
That changed the same
Old sheepy bleat
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where I made up folks
Who came to visit me
Not just ordinary folks
Coming unexpectedly

Talent scouts! producers! directors!
Glamour boys!

In other words
The hoy-poloys!
The grand elite!

To make them green with envy
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where it all began
Here's where I heard that tune
Here's where I sang of sailing
In a carnival balloon
Life was so darn sweet
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street


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"My Simple Humble Neighborhood" as written by Maurice Sendak Carole King

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