Alive Lyrics

Edwin McCain

Al, he sells records down on old St. Charley's Street He's cleaning up Fat Tuesday's mess, he keeps the sidewalks neat And he just lost his father, you know he just lost his wife And if it wasn't for the music, he couldn't get on with his life
If he knows what I know, it's not all that hard to survive You take the good and the bad and the time in between It lets us know we're alive
Well now Be Be's singing gospel and down on Bourbon she sings the blues She plays on all my heart strings and curls my toes up in my shoes And she knows what I'm after, I chase my dreams with all my might She says you shouldn't be so anxious and deep down I know she's right
And she knows what I know, it's not all that hard to survive You take the good and the bad and the time in between Lets us know we're alive, we're alive, we're alive, we're alive We're alive, we're alive, we're alive
Well get on board the rocket, step right into the front car You know life's a roller coaster, it ain't got no safety bar Raise your voices up with laughter, bring it in with one big sigh Consecrated in the wonder, we're alive
Well now, Norman he plays music but only in my dreams Shows me all the beauty, that soulful music brings But sometimes he's a specter and I wake up clenched with a fear But lesson good or bad he always keeps me clear
And you know what I know, it's not all that hard to survive You take the good and the bad and the time in between Lets us know we're alive, we're alive, we're alive, we're alive We're alive, we're alive, we're alive, we're alive, yeah

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