157 Riverside Avenue

site of Rock night clubs

 

 

157 Riverside Avenue

I can hear the razz-ma-tazz piano, ah the sound so sweet

lead up to an old thyme rock tune, making me tap my feet

the clubs have come and gone, changing names over and over

but the music has never left, on this south side of Dover

rock and roll star wanna be's, long hair and fancy pants

kickin out the tunes for us, hoping that we'll dance

here's a tune by rocker Lynyrd, or one by Stevie Ray

even some old R & B, like Sittin on the dock of the Bay

we sat around and drank our beer, raising hell till 2 a.m.

had to go to work next day, and survive that crap mayhem

it did not really matter though, we'd do it again tonite

cause we were young and feisty, and the music made it all seem right

loud guitars and crashing drums, a fiddle and a flute

as long as it was in the right key, we didn't give a hoot

every Thursday thru Saturday night, drink shots and smoke s**t too

it just didn't get any better then, 157 Riverside Avenue

Gomer LePoet...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

This sound like a good place to go. Nothing as good as a good tavern with friendly people and music. I could use one myself. A very good poem. I need some free time to let loss.
Coyote