The street where the lonely walk is calling to me

The street where the glory is is pretty to see

But there on the other side where sorrow can hide

Jesus is calling me and there I'll abide

In all of our wildest dreams we never did see

The street where the lonely walk and it's misery

It's strange but when the heart is free it never can see

Just over there somewhere Gethsemane

Oh holy spirit this is my prayer make me a blessing to someone out there

The street where the glory is is pretty to see

But the street where the lonely walk is calling me

The street where the party is where lights blaze and glare

The gay and the debonaire throne this sort affair

Oh holy spirit this is my prayer make me a blessing to somebody out there

Oh the street where the glory is is pretty to see

But the street where the lonely walk is calling calling me