Biography:
Rodney J. Crowell (born August 7, 1950) is a American country music singer/songwriter who is considered to be part of both the alternative country and the mainstream country music camps. For three years he was part of Emmylou Harris' "Hot Band"; later he gained mainstream popularity as a solo performer with a series of critcally-claimed albums released during the late 1980s and early 1990s.
Crowell was born in Houston, Texas to James Walter Crowell and Addie Cauzette Willoughby.
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Other songs:
- Above And Beyond
- Adams Song
- After All This Time
- Alone But Not Alone
- American Dream
- Anything But Tame
- Baby Better Start Turning
- Banks Of The Old Bandera
- Big Heart
- Bluebird Wine
- Brand New Rag
- California Earthquake
- Closer To Heaven
- Come On Funny Feelin
- Dont Let Your Feet Slow You Down
- Elvira
- Fates Right Hand
- Fever On The Bayou
- Forty Winters
- God Im Missing You
- Heartbroke
- Highway 17
- I Couldnt Leave You If I Tried
- I Guess Weve Been Together For Too Long
- I Hardly Know How To Be Myself
- I Heard You Calling My Name
- I Know Youre Married
- I Walk The Line
- I Walk The Line Revisited
- I Wish It Would Rain
- I Wouldnt Be Me Without You
- If Looks Could Kill
- If The Law Dont Want You
- Ignorance Is The Enemy
- It Aint Over Yet
- It Dont Get Better Than This
- Its A Different World Now
- Its Lonely Out
- Its Not For Me To Judge
- Its Such A Small World
- Just Say Yes
- Ladder Of Love
- Last Waltz
- Lets Make Trouble
- Life Is Messy
- Long Time Girl Gone By
- Looking For You
- Many A Long And Lonesome Highway
- Maybe Next Time
- Moving Work Of Art
- My Fathers Advice
- Nothing
- Now And Then Theres A Fool Such As I
- Now That Were Alone
- Oh What A Beautiful World
- On A Real Good Night
- Once In A While
- Past Like A Mask
- Please Remember Me
- Ridin Out The Storm
- Riding Out The Storm
- She Aint Going Nowhere
- She Loves The Jerk
- Shelter From The Storm
- Shes Crazy For Leavin
- Shes Crazy For Leaving
- Song For Life
- Soul Searchin
- Still Learning How To Fly
- Storm Of Love
- That Ol Door
- The Best Years Of Our Lives
- The Faith Is Mine
- The Flyboy And The Kid
- The Long Journey Home
- The Man In Me
- The Obscenity Prayer
- The One About England
- The Rock Of My Soul
- Til I Gain Control Again
- Topsy Turvy
- Until Now
- Victim Or A Fool
- Viola An American Dream
- Wandering Boy
- What Kind Of Love
- When Im Free Again
- When The Blue Hour Comes
- Why Dont We Talk About It
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The New York City winter comes in cold grey sheets of steel,
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Alcohol and sterno turns a doorway to a bed
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In a canyon made of brownstone on a sidewalk icy black
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He wanders nearly barefoot with his righteousness intact.
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A man of many mansions in a cardboard box replete,
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Ah, the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
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Midst the Sunday Times and the coffee grinds and the winos in Times Square.
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Five flights up on Easy Street, you know she's safe and warm,
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I offered him my winter coat, politely he refused,
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He said I don't need pity, for these choices are my own.
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He bowed his head just slightly and then quietly moved a long.
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Ah, the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
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Midst the Sunday Times and the coffee grinds and the winos in Times Square.
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Five flights up on Easy Street, you know she's safe and warm,
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Ah, the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
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Midst the Sunday Times and the coffee grinds and the winos in Times Square.
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Five flights up on Easy Street, you know she's safe and warm,
G Am
And way down low ?neath a foot of snow he's a- riding out the storm.
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The New York City winter comes in cold grey sheets of steel,
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A numbness in his hands and feet is all that he can feel.
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Alcohol and sterno turns a doorway to a bed
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And the ghost of who he might have been lives on inside his head.
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In a canyon made of brownstone on a sidewalk icy black
Em
He wanders nearly barefoot with his righteousness intact.
F G7 C
A man of many mansions in a cardboard box replete,
G Am
And he lies sleeping with an angel while his heart pretends to beat.
F
Ah, the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Am
Midst the Sunday Times and the coffee grinds and the winos in Times Square.
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Five flights up on Easy Street, you know she's safe and warm,
G Am
And way down low ?neath a foot of snow he's a- riding out the storm.
C
I offered him my winter coat, politely he refused,
Em
Like an educated man he spoke with words I seldom use.
F G7 C
He said I don't need pity, for these choices are my own.
G Am
He bowed his head just slightly and then quietly moved a long.
F
Ah, the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
Am
Midst the Sunday Times and the coffee grinds and the winos in Times Square.
F C
Five flights up on Easy Street, you know she's safe and warm,
G Am
And way down low ?neath a foot of snow he's a- riding out the storm.
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Well, it?s not like he's a victim of this homeless life he stalks,
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Nor helpless to get back across the fine line that he walks.
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Riding out the storm means yester day's already spent,
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Tomorrow don't mean nothing, it won't even make a dent.
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Ah, the wind blows down on Lonely Street like an ice pick through the air
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Midst the Sunday Times and the coffee grinds and the winos in Times Square.
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Five flights up on Easy Street, you know she's safe and warm,
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And way down low ?neath a foot of snow he's a- riding out the storm.
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