Come sit beside me and I'll sing you one last song for you to carry with you as you go. And I'll remember you here in the frosty dawn and the lightly falling February snow. For tomorrow you'll be
Where has that old friend gone. Lost in a February song. Tell him it won't be long. Til he opens his eyes, opens his eyes. Where is that simple day. Before colors broke into shades. And how did I
Intro. (You gotta get yourself together, kid). (Da-da-da). Chorus. You gotta get yourself together, kid. You got to keep it together. Yeah, pull your trousers up, you're hosin' it. You gotta get
He had eyes of the poor wild and hungry. Stood outside of the store shy and clumsy. Saw an electric guitar he got hooked from the start. That's what it did. To the back street kid It's a
, your voices rough. Then you learn the lesson. That it's cool to be so tough Handle with kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves. Then you learn the lessons. Taught in school won't be enough Put on your
, your voices rough. Then you learn the lesson. That it's cool to be so tough Handle with kid gloves. Handle with kid gloves. Then you learn the lessons. Taught in school won't be enough Put on your
What's this a-here goin all around town. The people they say they're gonna put the kid down. Oh no. Oh look at what you did. You can call it what you want to. I call it messin' with the kid
a man in the front row. Sent down by the mob with a gun. . For 'Kid Gloves', 'Kid Gloves', I'm back out on the street. 'Kid Gloves', the master to the beat. 'Kid Gloves', I'll do anything but
get you into something else. Better leave when to stay. Is only nothing but being alone What I wanted you to know is kid things. Seemed like nothing at all. Kid things make it better than it was
