Trout Fishing In America - Park Avenue And Tyson Street lyrics

(C. Calvert/K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) For as long as I recall, There's this picture on my wall Of a place where two roads meet-- Park Avenue and Tyson Street. Chorus: Part of my life, frozen in time, In a gas light with a blue line I can go back there any time. Marble stairs and red-brick rows Look the same each way you go; Park Avenue runs north and south, While Tyson Street lives hand-to-mouth. Chorus: Artists on the sidewalk, painting in pairs, Making ends meet, she's selling her hair, Captured in a frame, take me back there. There are no faces on these streets. And no business to complete. For as long as I recall, There's this picture on my wall. Chorus: