Street Of Dreams

Love laughs at a king,

Kings don't mean a thing,

On the street of dreams.

Dreams broken in two,

Can be made like new,

On the street of dreams.

Gold, silver and gold,

All you can hold,

Is in the moonbeams.

Poor, no one poor,

Long as love is sure,

On the street of dreams.

(Spoken)

Love laughs at a king,

‘cos Kings don't mean a thing,

On the street of dreams.

Dreams that’s all broken in two

You can make ‘em just like new

On the street of dreams

Now you take gold, silver and gold

All that you can hold

Is way up yonder in the moonbeams

Poor? Ain’t nobody poor

Long as love is sure

On that old street of dreams

(Sung)

Love laughs at a king,

Kings don't mean a thing,

On the street of dreams.

Dreams broken in two,

Can be made like new,

On the street of dreams.

Gold, silver and gold,

All you can hold,

Is in the moonbeams.

Poor, no one is poor,

Long as love is sure,

On the street of dreams.