Lyrics Ron Sexsmith

Ron Sexsmith

Average Joe

Tour bus rolling down Broadway

Says "nobody you would know"

In all the store front windows I see my face

And the lame expression of this average Joe

Lord, a fool and his money parted ways

To a con artist at the bus depot

Oh now who would've thought such an honest face

Would make a monkey of this average Joe

I'm a walking disaster

I'm an accident waiting to happen

I can't walk any faster, no

If I could I'd be tap dancing, yeah

Oh I see the porchlight of my home

Where my love lies waiting for me

No we don't have much but this I know

You've made a king out of this average Joe