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It was winter time in Nashville down on Music City Row<br />I was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold<br />To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul<br />And keep the chilly winds off my guitar<br />My thirsty wanted whiskey and my hunger needed beans<br />But I guess it'd been a month of payday since I heard that eagle scream<br />So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams<br />I left my pride and stepped inside a bar<br />Actually I guess you'd call it a tavern<br />Cigarette smoke to the ceiling sawdust on the floor friendly shadows<br />I saw that there was just an old man sittin' at the bar<br />In the mirror I could see him checkin' me and my guitar<br />He said come up here boy show us what you are I said I'm dry he bought me a beer<br />He nodded at my guitar said it's a tough life ain't it I just looked at him<br />And he said you ain't makin' any money are you I said you been readin' my mail<br />He just smiled and said let me see that guitar<br />I got somethin' you oughta hear then he laid it on me<br />If you waste your time a talkin' to the people who don't listen<br />To the things that you are sayin' who do you thinks gonna hear<br />And if you should die explainin' how the thing they complain about<br />Or the things they could be changing who do you thinks gonna care<br />There were lots of other singers in the world turned deaf and blind<br />Who were crucified for what they tried to show<br />Now their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time<br />And the truth remains that no one wants to know<br />Well the old man was a stranger but I'd've heard his song before<br />Back when failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door<br />No one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor<br />And lonesome was more than a state of mind<br />You see the devil haunts a hungry man<br />And if you don't wanna join him well he's gotta figure out someway to beat him<br />And I ain't sayin' I beat the devil but I drink his beer for nothin'<br />And then I stole his song<br />You can still hear me singin' to the people who don't listen<br />To the things that I am sayin' prayin' someone's gonna hear<br />And I guess I'll die explaining how the things that they complain about<br />Are things they could be changin' hopin' someone's gonna care<br />I was born to be a singer and I'm bound to die the same<br />But I've got to feed this hunger in my soul<br />If I never have a nickel I won't even die in shame<br />Cause I don't believe that no one wants to know
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It was winter time in Nashville down on Music City Row<br />I was lookin' for a place to get myself out of the cold<br />To warm the frozen feelin' that was eatin' at my soul<br />And keep the chilly winds off my guitar<br />My thirsty wanted whiskey and my hunger needed beans<br />But I guess it'd been a month of payday since I heard that eagle scream<br />So with a stomach full of empty and a pocket full of dreams<br />I left my pride and stepped inside a bar<br />Actually I guess you'd call it a tavern<br />Cigarette smoke to the ceiling sawdust on the floor friendly shadows<br />I saw that there was just an old man sittin' at the bar<br />In the mirror I could see him checkin' me and my guitar<br />He said come up here boy show us what you are I said I'm dry he bought me a beer<br />He nodded at my guitar said it's a tough life ain't it I just looked at him<br />And he said you ain't makin' any money are you I said you been readin' my mail<br />He just smiled and said let me see that guitar<br />I got somethin' you oughta hear then he laid it on me<br />If you waste your time a talkin' to the people who don't listen<br />To the things that you are sayin' who do you thinks gonna hear<br />And if you should die explainin' how the thing they complain about<br />Or the things they could be changing who do you thinks gonna care<br />There were lots of other singers in the world turned deaf and blind<br />Who were crucified for what they tried to show<br />Now their voices have been scattered by the swirling winds of time<br />And the truth remains that no one wants to know<br />Well the old man was a stranger but I'd've heard his song before<br />Back when failure had me locked out on the wrong side of the door<br />No one stood behind me but my shadow on the floor<br />And lonesome was more than a state of mind<br />You see the devil haunts a hungry man<br />And if you don't wanna join him well he's gotta figure out someway to beat him<br />And I ain't sayin' I beat the devil but I drink his beer for nothin'<br />And then I stole his song<br />You can still hear me singin' to the people who don't listen<br />To the things that I am sayin' prayin' someone's gonna hear<br />And I guess I'll die explaining how the things that they complain about<br />Are things they could be changin' hopin' someone's gonna care<br />I was born to be a singer and I'm bound to die the same<br />But I've got to feed this hunger in my soul<br />If I never have a nickel I won't even die in shame<br />Cause I don't believe that no one wants to know
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