Locust Street — Black Crowes

Dry bread on the table Burn the mill salt the paper

And its easy pick-ins on Locust Street There's no place to hide And you can't find love on Locust Street But you can hear the sunrise crying Can't you hear the sunrise crying A song for you alone

Sad eyes, weeping willow Black cat blues, blacked out window

And its easy pick-ins on Locust Street There's no place to hide And you can't find love on Locust Street But you can hear the sunrise crying Can't you hear the sunrise crying A song for you alone

Just a glimpse of what love could be Once a dream that I owned What of many lonely longing souls At least I'm not alone Well at least I'm not alone

Ripe off the vine now lay rotten Like a dead end street forever forgotten

And its easy pick-ins on Locust Street There's no place to hide And you can't find love on Locust Street But you can hear the sunrise crying Can't you hear the sunrise crying A song for you alone