STREETS LATEST VERSION.

A subdued drum has been added to the bridge plus a few other adjustments
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STREETS ©2020 Vaughan & Arnold
V
Streets are for walking not sleeping
for the grace of god this could be me
Living off handouts, in alleyway hangouts
This ain't how it should be
V
Streets are for talking to your neighbour
Not for running with a knife.
What the hell's going on? They're our
daughters and sons.
Where is pride in this life?
Ch.
Streets. Streets. Streets
are for walking down
Streets. Streets. Streets
Or take your girl to town
Streets. Streets. Streets.
V3
Streets are for living not for dying
Heroes are heroes for all time.
Still wearing medals he used to take pride in
This ain't no place for a lion
Inst.
B
There's a doorway with a light
Some comfort on a cold night
Under the bridge a small fire burns
Where they take their turn
Ch.
Streets. Streets. Streets
are for walking down
Streets. Streets. Streets
just to hang around
Streets. Streets. Streets.
On our streets


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STREETS ©2020 Vaughan & Arnold

V

Streets are for walking not sleeping

for the grace of god this could be me

Living off handouts, in alleyway hangouts

This ain't how it should be

V

Streets are for talking to your neighbour

Not for running with a knife.

What the hell's going on? They're our

daughters and sons.

Where is pride in this life?

Ch.

Streets. Streets. Streets

are for walking down

Streets. Streets. Streets

take your girl to town

Streets. Streets. Streets

or just hang around

Streets. Streets. Streets.

V3

Streets are for living not for dying

Heroes are heroes for all time.

Still wearing medals he used to take pride in

This ain't no place for a lion

Inst.

B

There's a doorway with a light

Some comfort on a cold night

Under the bridge a small fire burns

Where they take their turn

Ch.



Last edited by Travis david; 12/06/20 09:48 AM.

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars. Oscar Wilde