From the corners of the country,
from the cities and the farms
With the years and years o' livin' tucked up
underneath their arms
They walk away from everything just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue
With a million dollar spirit
and an old flattop guitar
They drive to town with all they own in a
hundred dollar car
'Cause one time someone told 'em about a friend of a friend they knew
Who owns, you know, a studio on 16th Avenue
Now some were born to money,
they've never had to say "Survive"
And others swing a nine pound hammer
just to stay alive
There's cowboys, drunks and Christians,
mostly white and black and blue
They've all dialed the phone collect to home from 16th Avenue
Ah, but then one night in some empty room,
where no curtains ever hung
Like a miracle some golden words rolled
off o' someone's tongue
And after years of being nothin', they're all looking right at you
And then for a while they'll go in style on 16th Avenue
Hey, it looked so uneventful,
so quiet and discreet
But a lot of lives where changed down on that
little one way street
'Cause they walk away from everything just to see a dream come true
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue
From the corners of the country,
from the cities and the farms
With the years and years o' livin' tucked up
underneath their arms
They walk away from everything just to sing for me and you
So God bless the boys who make the noise on 16th Avenue
