Grand Central Station (Live)

Grand Central Station (Live) - Steve Forbert

Written by：Steve Forbert

Grand central station wheels and it deals

The crowds rush and scramble

Round past the newsstands and out across the floors

And I did some singing

And I played guitar down near a doorway

Howling out words and banging out chords

Soc

Well think what you will

Laugh if you like it don't make no difference to me

I'll open my case and I might catch a coin

But all ears may listen for free

Big clocks were tickin' trains came and went sad ragged figures

Limped in the hallways and dug through the trash

While old folks and young folks passed in a flood on dashing somewhere

Wrapped in their lives and gone in a flash

Well think what you will

Laugh if you like it don't make no difference to me

I'll open my case and I might catch a coin

But all ears may listen for free

Well a man came a talkin'

He stopped where I stood he warned me so gravely

The cops here'll nab ya

Boy and they'll take ya right on down yes but

I took my chances and luck saw me through

I stayed until I'd finised

Played what I pleased and poured out my sound

Well think what you will

Laugh if you like it don't make no difference to me

I'll open my case and I might catch a coin

But all ears may listen for free