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Artist/Band: Ryan Adams
Lyrics for Song: Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues
Lyrics for Album: Gold [2001]



Sweet talking Johnny push a john quicker than he spit

Street walking Tina with a crooked crown waiting for it

There she goes



She born in Boston but the Amtrak took her away

She lives in Brooklyn but she works outta Queens in the...



Black limousines, money in the bank

Black limousines, money in the bank

Send it home



Tina Toledo got a kid that lives with her Ma

She takes the subway after school, makes up her face, changes clothes

There she goes!



She feels the rain coming down on Washington Square

She gives the cops on the beat a little discount

And then, then, then it's...



Black limousines, money in the bank

Black limousines, money in the bank

Send it home!



Hard on the knees, money in the bag

Hard on the knees, money in the bag

Send it home for medical school! WHOOOO!



Rock herself to sleep with the rhythm of the rain

Beating like the bed up against the window frame

Of her hotel room



Rock herself to sleep with the tunes on the dash

Don't take no credit cards, she takes cash; says,



"Money, money, money in the bank!

Money, money, money in the bank!

Money, money, money in the bank!

Money, money, money in the bank!"



It ain't no easy life, but it pays pretty good

Keeps her out of the cold

It ain't no easy life

But it's silver and gold

Silver and gold

Silver, silver, silver and gold! Yeah!



Street walking, street walking blues yeah

Street walking, street walking blues yeah

(repeat until fade into a long outro)


About Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues

Ryan Adams' "Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues" stands as a defining track on his 2001 album *Gold*, capturing the raw energy and melancholic depth characteristic of his mid-2000s period. Recorded with a gritty, blues-inflected approach, the song reflects Adams' ability to blend folk storytelling with electric intensity, drawing upon the traditions of street blues while maintaining his signature vocal delivery. Released during a pivotal era in his career, the recording showcases his transition toward more mature songwriting, focusing on urban narratives and personal struggle. The track remains a staple of his discography, often cited for its atmospheric production and the way it anchors the album's exploration of modern isolation. Its enduring appeal lies in its authentic representation of the blues genre, delivered with the emotional weight Adams has become renowned for in his body of work.


Album Lyrics: Gold [2001]


Ryan Adams
"Gold [2001]"


1. New York, New York
2. Firecracker
3. La Cienega Just Smiled
4. The Rescue Blues
5. Somehow, Someday
6. When The Stars Go Blue
7. Nobody Girl
8. Sylvia Plath
9. Enemy Fire
10. Wild Flowers
11. Harder Now That It's Over
12. Touch, Feel & Lose
13. Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues
14. Goodnight, Hollywood Blvd.