Yonge Street, Toronto
Words and Music by Peter Mathieson


I spent 6 years in Toronto ... but this is really about main streets in all big cities.


See the chevy’s roll on row
Rushin’ by you with the flow
As the carry off the driftwood to and fro
See a thousand lonely faces
Search a thousand window panes
Searchin for a reason not to go

Ah don’t you go, to Yonge St.
It’s bound to waste your time
Ah don’t you go, to Yonge St.
It’s bound to waste your time

Now those fancy dressing ladies
They sure look so fine
Damn near enough, to drive a man insane
But you’ll find the only girls you’ll know
In the arcade picture show
Put in your dime, pretend they know your name

Ah don’t you go, to Yonge St.
It’s bound to waste your time
Ah don’t you go, to Yonge St.
It’s bound to waste your time

Now a man sure need a woman
To help him through the night
To keep him keepin’ on when times get tough
And if I feel tomorrow
The way I feel tonight
And if I finally think I’ve had enough

Ah don’t you go, to Yonge St.
It’s bound to waste your time
Ah don’t you go, to Yonge St.
It’s bound to waste your time

©Willowdown Music, BMI