Sanoja: Carole King. My Simple Humble Neighborhood.

Here's where it all began
Here's where I heard that beat
Here's where I tapped that tap
With my natural rhythm feet
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where the dreams I had
Were crowded on a stoop
Were pecked and pushed and hustled
Just like chickens in a coop

Life wasn't always neat
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where I learned the rules
Of Rosie's way of how to play
A magic game that changed the same
Old sheepy bleat
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where I made up folks
Who came to visit me
Not just ordinary folks
Coming unexpectedly

Talent scouts, producers, directors
Glamor boys

In other words
The hoy-poloys
The grand elite

To make them green with envy
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street

Here's where it all began
Here's where I heard that tune
Here's where I sang of sailing
In a carnival balloon, life was so darn sweet
In my simple humble neighborhood
On my simple humble street