Lyrics:

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Early in the evenin',
just about supper time,
over by the courthouse,
they're starting to unwind.
Four kids on the corner,
tryin' to bring you up.
Willy picks a tune out
and he blows it on the harp.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Rooster hits the washboard,
and people just got to smile.
Blinky thumps the gut bass
and solos for awhile.
Poor-boy twangs the rhythm out
on his kalamazoo.
And Willy goes into a dance
and doubles on kazoo.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
You don't need a penny
just to hang around,
but if you've got a nickel,
won't you lay your money down.
Over on the corner,
there's a happy noise.
People come from all around
to watch the magic boy.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.
Down on the corner,
out here in the street,
Willy and the Poor-boys are playin';
bring a nickel, tap your feet.