Early in the evenin' just about supper time, over by the courthouse,
they're starting to unwind, four kids on the corner, trying to bring you up,
Willy picks a tune out and he blows it on the harp.
Down on the corner, out in the street, Willy and the Poorboys are playin'
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Rooster hits the washboard, and people just gotta smile, Blinky thumps the
gut bass and solos for awhile. Poor-boy twangs the rhythm out on his
Kalamazoo. And Willy goes in to a dance and doubles on Kazoo.
You don't need a penny just to hang around, but if you 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 boy.
