Sugarcane Street Lyrics

(Barry Alfonso and Craig Bickhardt)

Imagine a place where the summers don�t end
And the fish always bite round the river�s next bend
There�s plenty of unhurried hours to spend
Isn�t it sweet passing the day
On Sugarcane Street

The soft evening breeze sets the willows to sway
And the fireflies dance in a moonlight ballet
Even the hardest heart can�t help but say
Isn�t it sweet passing the day
On Sugarcane Street

Time seems to flow slow as molasses
Past row upon row of white weathered fences
Where kind neighbors meet
On Sugarcane, Sugarcane Street

A girl in a blue dress walks by with her beau
They promenade like folks long ago
He tilts back his straw hat and he whispers low
�Isn�t it sweet fallin� in love
On Sugarcane Street�

Time seems to flow slow as molasses
Past row upon row of white weathered fences
Where kind neighbors meet
On Sugarcane, Sugarcane Street

You might catch a boat up from old New Orleans
And find a postcard from one of your dreams
When this crazy world seems so cold and so mean
You wanna retreat, take a walk in the rain
On Sugarcane Street

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