Well,
I remember standing on a corner at midnight
trying to get my courage up.
There was this long,
lovely dancer at a little club downtown
I loved to watch her do her stuff
Through the long,
lonely nights
She filled my sleep
Her body softly swaying to that smoky beat
Down on Main Street
Down on Main Street
In the pool halls, the hustlers and the losers
Used to watch them through the glass
Well, I'd stand outside of Closing Town
Just to watch her walk on past Unlike all the other ladies,
she looked so young and sweet
And she made her way
along down that empty street
Down on Main Street
Down on Main Street
Down on Main Street
Sometimes even
now
when I'm feeling lonely and beat
I drift back in time and I find my feet
Down on Main Street
Down on Main Street
Down on Main Street
Down on Main Street