(*Written by Emily Olson, Ben Roberts & Don Chaffer) Hey there Mr. Sir, I'm your neighbor* Down the street on Carr Avenue I see you in your porch swing everyday The same old plaid and a cup of coffee To pa** the time away Like a pyramid that stands In the drifting desert sands [Chorus:] Hey there Mr. down on Carr Avenue I want to love you but I barely know you I've heard it said there are no strangers only friends
Who've yet to meet Excuse me Mr. Sir, can I bother you I see in your eyes that you're losing the fight And there's nothing that you can do Like soldiers on a battlefield in WWII Like man's transgressions and the Great Depression And the way they sing the blues Is there something I can do? To ease the pain you're going through now