New York in the Seventies - Allan Taylor/Hans-Joerg Maucksch/Martin Moro

Long Beach early in the morning

I'm walking the boardwalk by the sea

I'm with my little boy he's not sleeping too well

My little boy is a lot like me

And I came home late from the city

I was in the Village having fun

All the queens were coming out on Christopher Street

And a new age had begun

I'm in a long line of lovers

Who came to New York looking for the Muse

I found her waiting tables on Bleecker Street

To pay for her dancing shoes

I played the Gaslight and Gerde's Folk City

The Bitter End and the occasional bar

I played the game of money and fame

'Cause everybody wants to be a star

And I had my share of intoxication

I did a few *** and drank too much Uncle Jack

But I stopped in time when I saw the signs

And I knew I had to get back

And I'm in a long line of lovers

Who came to New York looking for the Muse

I found her waiting tables on Bleecker Street

To pay for her dancing shoes

And the Vietnam War was still raging

They were singing protest songs in Washington Square

Too many guys just never came home

'Cause not enough people cared

And those who made it back were looking lost and confused

Was it a victory or a tactical retreat

Either way it left a wound in America's heart

To see them sleeping out on the street

I'm in a long line of lovers

Who came to New York looking for the Muse

I found her waiting tables on Bleecker Street

To pay for her dancing shoes

Thirty years later and I'm thinking

I'm still here some of my friends are gone

My little boy is grown he's got a son of his own

Everybody's got to sing their own song

I came back to Long Beach and I'm looking out at the sea

I'm standing in a warm summer haze

I can see those times like I'm in a picture show

New York in the seventies

I'm in a long line of lovers

Who came to New York looking for the Muse

I found her waiting tables on Bleecker Street

To pay for her dancing shoes

Long Beach early in the morning

I'm walking the boardwalk by the sea

I'm with my little boy he's not sleeping too well

My little boy is a lot like me

My little boy is a lot like me