THE SUN SETS AT THE END OF 22ND STREET
AND THAT’S THE STREET I’M WALKIN DOWN TONIGHT
LEXINGTON, PARK AVENUE, BROADWAY, THAT’S HOW IT GOES
FIFTH AND SIXTH AND SEVENTH, EIGHTH AND NINTH

I THOUGHT WHEN I WENT WALKIN, I MIGHT GO HEAD DOWNTOWN
FOR A BEER OR A SHOW OR WHO KNOWS WHAT
BUT THE SUN SETS AT THE END OF 22ND STREET
SO THAT’S THE STREET I’M WALKIN DOWN TONIGHT

BY 7TH AVENUE, THE SUN HAD DROPPED BELOW THE TREES
AND SO I GOTTA QUICKEN OUT MY PACE
I THOUGHT THAT I MIGHT MAKE IT TO THE RIVER
BEFORE THAT OLD HORIZON WINS THE RACE

AND BY THE TIME I REACH THE END OF 22ND STREET
THE SUN HAS GONE AND WENT AND GONE AWAY
THE OCEAN LINERS SING
THE LIGHTS OF JERSEY BLING
AND SOMEWHERE IN NEBRASKA
THERE’S A SUN THAT’S HOLDIN FASTER
THAN THE ONE JUST DISAPPEARED DOWN 22ND STREET

(lyrics: Dan Bern)