SIDEWALK SATIN SALESMAN
(Joseph Davis)

Kenny Price - 1977


She's a sidewalk satin salesman, her sales were built for sellin'
Droolin' males she'd nail'em ev'rytime she saw the twinkle in their eye
Her heart was made of gold, she'd never leave you in the cold
Long as you got money for the ride

She sells her wares at the county fairs, sidewalk bums to millionaires
A nickels worth of trouble buys a million bucks of fun
Curly hair and starin' eyes turns laughter into mournful cries
She never takes the blame for what she's done

She's a sidewalk satin salesman, she hadn't started failin'
Pickin' up every down and outer, out or downer fool that passes by
Take you for a stroll, leave you lonesome, low and cold
Nothin' but the thoughts of flyin' high

She sells her wares at the county fairs, sidewalk bums to millionaires
A nickels worth of trouble buys a million bucks of fun
Curly hair and starin' eyes turns laughter into mournful cries
She never takes the blame for what she's done

She sells her wares at the county fairs, sidewalk bums to millionaires
A nickels worth of trouble buys a million bucks of fun
Curly hair and starin' eyes turns laughter into mournful cries
She never takes the blame for what she's done

She sells her wares at the county fairs, sidewalk bums to millionaires
A nickels worth of trouble buys a million bucks of fun
Curly hair and starin' eyes turns laughter into mournful cries
She never takes.................FADE






(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - October 2011)