Album: Bare [Columbia]
(Shel Silverstein)
Sometimes you sing for the money
Sometimes you sing for the show
Sometimes you sing for the dewy eyed darlings
Still makes them cry don't you know.
Sometimes you sing for the glory
But glory don't last very long
And through the haze of the stage
Can you look back to days
When you used to sing for the song?
Sing for the song boy just like you did
When you stood on that corner
And didn't even feel the glow
Sing for the song boy just like you did
Before all of the flash bulbs
And cocaine and bright things
And ladies got hold of your soul.
But you really don't make too much money
And you don't give much of a show
And them dewy eyed darling next week will be crying
For somebody else don't you know
But the music's become your burden
And the words all sound twisted and wrong
And the hits that you sell don't taste quite as well
As when you used to sing for the song.
Sing for the song boy just like you did
When you stood on that corner
And didn't even feel the glow
Sing for the song boy just like you did
Before all of the flash bulbs
And cocaine and bright things
And ladies got hold of your soul.
Sing for the song boy just like you did
When you stood on that corner
And didn't even feel the glow
Sing for the song boy just like you did
Before all of the flash bulbs
And cocaine and bright things
And ladies got hold of your soul.
Sing for the song...