Lady of Avenue A - The Black Crowes

You said goodnight

Wrapped your scarf up tight

And left into a winter scene

The Lower East Side

Is just a place to hide

A place to privately dream

Good times and lost nights on Avenue A

Don’t let the bright lights take you away

You just can’t believe what the city folks say

My lady of Avenue A

These old downtown streets

Where lovers meet

To sometimes laugh, to sometimes cry

A strange parade

All new things fade

But somehow this place stays the same

Good times and lost nights on Avenue A

Don’t let the bright lights take you away

You just can’t believe what the city folks say

My lady of Avenue A

You fall asleep

I hear you breathe

The snow outside, I make some tea

The cat’s awake

And plays with string

As I slip into a dream

Good times and lost nights on Avenue A

Don’t let the bright lights take you away

You just can’t believe what the city folks say

My lady of Avenue A

My lady of Avenue A