from the corners of the country from the cities and the farms with years and years of livingtucked up underneath their arms they walk away from everything just to see a dream come trueso god bless the boys who make the noise on 16th avenuewith a million dollar spirit and an old flat top guitar they drive to town with all they own in ahundred dollar car because one time someone told him about a friend of a friend they knewwho won'tyou know a studio on 16th avenuenow some are born to money they've never had to say survive and got their swing and nine poundhammer just to stay alive there's cowboys drunks and christians mostly white and black and bluethey've all dialed a phone collectorhomei've been one night in some empty room where no curtains ever hotlike a miracle some golden words roll off of someone's tongue after years of being nothingthey're all againright at you and then for a while they'll go in style on 16th avenuehey it looks so uneventful so quiet and discreetbut a lot of lives were changed down on that little one-way streetcause they walk away from everything just to see a dream come trueso god bless the boys so god bless the boys who make the noise on 16th avenuefrom theform of theof the countryfrom thefrom the cities and the farmswith yearsyouunderneath their armsthey walk away from town with no good feelingsfrom everythingjust to sing for me and youSo God bless the boyswho make the noiseon 16th Avenue