Down on the corner

Early in the evenin' just about supper time
Over by the courthouse, starting to unwind
Four kids on the corner trying to bring you up
Willy picks a tune out, he blows it on the harp

Down on the corner, out in the street
Willy and the poor boys are playin'
Bring a nickel, tap your feet

Rooster hits the washboard and people just got to smile
Blinky thumps the gut bass and solos for a while
Poor boy twangs the rhythm out on his kalamazoo
Willy goes into a dance and doubles on kazoo

You don't need a penny just to hang around
But if you've got a nickel, won't you lay your money down
Over on the corner there's a happy noise
People come from all around to watch the magic boys