Bleecker Street - Simon & Garfunkel - Andrew & Kitch - Cover

Fog's rollin' in off the East River bank

Like a shroud it covers Bleecker Street

Fills the alleys where men sleep

Hides the shepherd from the sheep.

Voices leaking from a sad cafe

Smiling faces try to understand

I saw a shadow touch a shadow's hand

On Bleecker Street.

The poet reads his crooked rhyme

Holy, holy is his sacrament

Thirty dollars pays your rent

On Bleecker Street.

I head a church bell softly chime

In a melody sustainin'

It's a long road to Canaan

On Bleecker Street.

      Look back to Simon & Garfunkel. Bleecker Street is a real street in Greenwich Village, New York, named after a real family - the Bleeckers - who owned a farm in the early 1800s. When they signed over their property to the city, they had no idea how famous their name would become, synonymous with upscale boutiques and eateries that now line the street.

      The line, "$30 pays your rent on Bleecker Street" is shocking to anyone who has been to the neighborhood, where you would be lucky to find an apartment for less than $2000 a month. Some covers are beautiful like this.