the candy kid from the mission on the bowery

Cowsills

Feelin so depressed
I wasn t up to getting dressed
It was a Saturday night
And I decided against a party.

There was Christmas in the air
And you could feel it everywhere
And it kinda brought me down
Cause I felt I just wasn t ready.

I headed on down
To the center of town
Where folks were shopping around
And all the colored lights were pretty.

And suddenly I could hear
So loud and so clear
Such beautiful music
And the rhythm was happy.

It was the Candy Kid
From the Mission on the Bowery
A hobo Santa working
For the Salvation Army.

Come please
Drop a nickel in the kettle
The Candy Kid will dance
Your troubles away
Your troubles away

Watching him move
People couldn t help but groove
And they were clapping their hands
And singing c mon Candy

While we were caught in this glow
It might have started to snow
I don t know I don t know
My happy heart was diggin Candy

It was the Candy Kid
From the Mission on the Bowery
Just a hobo Santa working
For the Salvation Army.

Come please
Drop a nickel in the kettle
The Candy Kid will dance
Your troubles away
Your troubles away