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TAR BEACH

Baby, I was born in New York City
In the summer of '61
Seen alotta things, some were none too pretty
But, Lord, I had some fun!

Realy don't remember winter time
I just remember heat
Fire hydrents open, Sprinkler caps on
Children playin' in the street!

Stickball on the corner, here comes a car,
The girls all jumpin' rope!
Ivey and Juney were double-dutch stars,
Keepin' time with songs of hope!

Remember Motown, Soul, and Rock and Roll,
Or some wild latino beat
From a small transistor radio,
When we were dancing in the street!

Climbin' to the rooftop seven stories high
Where our parents couldn't reach
Jumpin' over aleyways, pretendin' we could fly
To the roof we called Tar beach!

The girls would tie there shirts into halter tops
And try to catch a tan.
I'd do accrobatics 'bove a seven story drop
To try and prove I was a man.