Hoboken

HOBOKEN
Words & Music by Bobby Gugliuzza©/Big Chair Music Publishing, Inc., BMI: Gugliuzza, Robert, Song Work #13265566

VERSE 1
Been invited to a wedding
Didn’t know I’d find myself
Walking through history
Facades of bricks
Line the city streets
People walkin’
Keeping a beat
The smell of food in the air
Flowers growing on the fire escape
Clothes lines abandoned and draped
Memories hanging out to dry
Young gather with the old
To hear stories unfold

CHORUS 1
About days in Hoboken
What used to be there
Now a memory to share
Days in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Where the birth of a game
Came homerun fame

VERSE 2
Lady wheeling her cart
Sits on the bench
In Sinatra Park
Loves to watch the day go by
She feeds the birds
Flying in that know
The look of pizza bread
Where ever it’s thrown
They bow their heads to the feast
I can hear all the sounds
In my memory this town

CHORUS 2
Days in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Walk a block or two
See something old and new
Days in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Take the subway
Pay a fare
Uncle Joe’s gonna take us there

VERSE 3
See that man walking a dog
Reads the paper
Wants to change what is wrong
One day we might all agree

His gray hair
Tells us he’s been around
He’s seen much more
Than the streets in this town
He watched them put up the flag
We learn a lot when he speaks
Of what he’s seen
Now tell me

CHORUS
Days in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Never know who strolls
Down the streets of old
Days in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Where the stones are marked.
Uncle Freddy wears a purple heart

BRIDGE
There are books, there are papers
That tells us all the stories they tell
But the words come alive
When they speak, when they speak

VERSE 4
Church bells and limousines
True love is what I see
They both say, “I do.”
The party moves
To the water’s edge
The nightfall
Lights up New York City
And fireworks begin to light up

CHORUS
The night in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Love that night
The strong and bright
Night in Hoboken (Hoboken)
Felt so right
Christina got married tonight
Life in Hoboken
Never know who strolls
Down the streets of old
Life in Hoboken
With the birth of a game
Came homerun fame
My days in Hoboken
When I’m looking down
I’ll say goodbye
To Hoboken for now