Honky Tonk Avenue

The wino on the sidewalk
Is lookin' old and tired and sick
While the hooker in the doorway
Leaves to turn another trick
And the jukebox in the Camberlay
Is blearing out the blues
But the blues is just a way of life
On Honky tonk Avenue
Where the swingers and the hustlers
And the evening people dwell
Where the neon shines toward heaven
While it lights the way to hell
Tryin' to survive and tryin' to stay alive
S'about all a man can do
You can make it anywhere
If you can make it out there
On Honky tonk Avenue
We're all birds of a feather
We're out here on the street
In all kinds of weather
We're all in this thing together
We're just trying to make a living
Just trying to get by
It's a one-way street to nowhere
Where nothing's as it seems
It's a multi-colored junkyard
For a thousand broken dreams
And it's the end of the line
Where the sun don't shine
And there's nothing left to lose
Well it sure ain't a lot but it's all that we've got
On Honky-Tonk Avenue
We're all birds of a feather
We're out here on the street in all kinds of weather
We're all in this thing together
We're just trying to make a living
Just trying to get by
We're just trying to make a living
Just trying to get by
The wino on the sidewalk
Is lookin' old and tired and sick