Lyrics Band In the Window - Lisa Brokop

Well his name is red and plays the tele
Broke it in 20 years ago sittin' in this same bar
Same hat same boots same everything

Her name's louise but not mandrell
She's got 80's hair and fringe all around her skirt
And she pours her heart out when she sings

- There's a band in the window
Down on Broadway where the streets are paved
With hopeful expectations
Take it Johnny, bring it home
The bus is leavin' gotta go
One more up-tempo, band in the window

Well now jerry's a drummer he lives for the music
One shot of Cuervo and he's ready to play
Nothin' else matters more
No shirt no shoes no job no wife

Side walks full of bystanders and tourists
Wantin' a taste of the gypsy thing
Rockin' to the loud guitars
Rebels and Chevy's and neon signs

Three nights ago we were downtown
I swear I saw a silhouette
Shimmerin' in the light
Out walkin' after midnight

Well she went through the door and nobody else saw her
Followed her shadow there by the stage
Starin' up at Louise
Singin' every word of sweet dreams