L.A. 9th & Grand
White noise Sharpie, Garnet-Pinkie Dan
Lined up there is Eddie and his backup Sam
Don't forget to bring the bank now Lynnie
Be sure to tell Ann
We'll be set up down here by the parking garage
At 9th and Grand
Oh say can you see?
I'm the pennywhistle tight-lip with an apple crumble heart
Two fisted tight-hipped, they gave me the name Little Fart
Me and my friends living light out here,
Just in from the Promised Land
Mostly just trying to get along
Doing the best we can
Oh say can you see?
I'm in charge of the gator-bag out here and mostly we're doing fine
My cute little pinochle dumplings got the watch
But I've got the time
So, if I say leave the light on Eddie
We got to shake loose from this stand
The profits I know are steady but
The thumper is The Man
Chorus:
If you don't run, you get nothing
Come back later, find something
You want to fight? They ain't funning
Wonder why? Lessons coming
Old don't matter be the first to know
Fresh air on your face getting on down the road
LA 9th & Grand
You've got to pull the plug and go
We tend to stay in our lane out here
Learned what happens when you don't
Of course, you never really can be too damned sure
Good fortune always follows what you won't
Tweezing life from these skinny little bones
For 2 nickels to rub together
They sure ask you take a whole lot of shit
Just to stand out in sunny weather
Oh say can you see?
Money's a magnate we all understand
Poverty and pride are brothers
Down here you can walk with anyone
Later on try and kill each other
And maybe these streets are waiting to be plowed
And the mare works better with a shuffle
But the paperboy says not much allowed and if
The Man comes by its trouble
Oh that's the story
Tuning: D A D G B D capo 2
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L.A. 9th & Grand
White noise Sharpie, Garnet-Pinkie Dan
Lined up there is Eddie and his backup Sam
Don't forget to bring the bank now Lynnie
Be sure to tell Ann
We'll be set up down here by the parking garage
At 9th and Grand
Oh say can you see?
I'm the pennywhistle tight-lip with an apple crumble heart
Two fisted tight-hipped, they gave me the name Little Fart
Me and my friends living light out here,
Just in from the Promised Land
Mostly just trying to get along
Doing the best we can
Oh say can you see?
I'm in charge of the gator-bag out here and mostly we're doing fine
My cute little pinochle dumplings got the watch
But I've got the time
So, if I say leave the light on Eddie
We got to shake loose from this stand
The profits I know are steady but
The thumper is The Man
Chorus:
If you don't run, you get nothing
Come back later, find something
You want to fight? They ain't funning
Wonder why? Lessons coming
Old don't matter be the first to know
Fresh air on your face getting on down the road
LA 9th & Grand
You've got to pull the plug and go
We tend to stay in our lane out here
Learned what happens when you don't
Of course, you never really can be too damned sure
Good fortune always follows what you won't
Tweezing life from these skinny little bones
For 2 nickels to rub together
They sure ask you take a whole lot of shit
Just to stand out in sunny weather
Oh say can you see?
Money's a magnate we all understand
Poverty and pride are brothers
Down here you can walk with anyone
Later on try and kill each other
And maybe these streets are waiting to be plowed
And the mare works better with a shuffle
But the paperboy says not much allowed and if
The Man comes by its trouble
Oh that's the story
Tuning: D A D G B D capo 2
White noise Sharpie, Garnet-Pinkie Dan
Lined up there is Eddie and his backup Sam
Don't forget to bring the bank now Lynnie
Be sure to tell Ann
We'll be set up down here by the parking garage
At 9th and Grand
Oh say can you see?
I'm the pennywhistle tight-lip with an apple crumble heart
Two fisted tight-hipped, they gave me the name Little Fart
Me and my friends living light out here,
Just in from the Promised Land
Mostly just trying to get along
Doing the best we can
Oh say can you see?
I'm in charge of the gator-bag out here and mostly we're doing fine
My cute little pinochle dumplings got the watch
But I've got the time
So, if I say leave the light on Eddie
We got to shake loose from this stand
The profits I know are steady but
The thumper is The Man
Chorus:
If you don't run, you get nothing
Come back later, find something
You want to fight? They ain't funning
Wonder why? Lessons coming
Old don't matter be the first to know
Fresh air on your face getting on down the road
LA 9th & Grand
You've got to pull the plug and go
We tend to stay in our lane out here
Learned what happens when you don't
Of course, you never really can be too damned sure
Good fortune always follows what you won't
Tweezing life from these skinny little bones
For 2 nickels to rub together
They sure ask you take a whole lot of shit
Just to stand out in sunny weather
Oh say can you see?
Money's a magnate we all understand
Poverty and pride are brothers
Down here you can walk with anyone
Later on try and kill each other
And maybe these streets are waiting to be plowed
And the mare works better with a shuffle
But the paperboy says not much allowed and if
The Man comes by its trouble
Oh that's the story
Tuning: D A D G B D capo 2
Writer: TERRY LEE HALE
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management