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 ya know he just lost his wife   And if it wasn't for the music he couldn't get on with his life      Chorus   And 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 curls my toes up in my shoes    And she knows what I'm after    Chase my dreams with all my might   She says you shouldn't be so anxious and deep down I know she's right       Chorus      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       Norman he plays music but only in my dreams    Shows me all the beauty that soulful music brings   But sometimes he's a spectre and I wake up clenched with fear    But lesson good or bad he always keeps me clear       Chorus