Your street, rich street or poor
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You should always be sure of your street
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There's a place in your heart,
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when you know from the start
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And you can't be complete without a street
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Keep movin' on, just like a train
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Sometimes you gotta look back to the street again
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Would you prefer all those castles in Spain
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Or a view of the street from your window pane
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When you were young, so young
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So very very young
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When you were young, so young
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So very very young
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name, precious name
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There was Walter and joy, Kate and Roy
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All hung around the corner lamplight
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Get together sing some songs
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Like Boppin' The Blues - you make me feel alright
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That was long before fortune and fame
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No such thing as a star when you've played that game
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Everyone knew who everyone was
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There was no preference in the street no, no
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When you were young, so young
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So very very young
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When you were young, so young
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So very very young
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name, oh your precious name
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And you walked around in the heart of town
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Listening for that sound
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And you walk around in the heart of town
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Listening for that sound
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Blue Suede Shoes, it was the Blue Suede Shoes
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When you were young, so young
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So very very young
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When you were young, so young
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So very very young
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name
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And the street only knew your name
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The Street Only Knew Your Name (in album The Philosopher's Stone)
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| Van Morrison |
