Song Description

About the life of 99.9% of musicians out there trying to make a living.

Lyrics

I always played for quarters, pennies, dimes as well
Singing on the corner, outside the Ritz Hotel
I always had my freedom, to do with what I pleased
When I'd awake each mornin', the moment I would seize.

Then one summer afternoon, just after I'd begun
You stopped and gave a listen, to hear the songs I sung
You clapped your hands together, said the time was right
To bring me down to Nashville, to put my name in lights

I don't know for certain, who you really are
But you seemed so impressive smokin' that cigar
That I signed upon dotted line, signed my rights away
Cause you'd make me a big star, or so you said that day

I worked on my recording, at your studio
But the sound that I had wanted, you said would have to go
You asked to change a line or two, here I really erred
'Cause when the session ended, I didn't recognize a word

I don't know for certain, who you really are
But you seemed so impressive smokin' that cigar
That I signed upon dotted line, signed my rights away
Cause you'd make me a big star, or so you said that day

The record sold some copies, I got some applause
Now I sing six nights a week, as demanded in your clause
Well my lawyer's getting richer, my agent just as well
But I still play for quarters, and my freedom's gone to hell

I don't know for certain, who you really are
But you seemed so impressive smokin' that cigar
That I signed upon dotted line, signed my rights away
Cause you'd make me a big star, or so you said that day

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Songbird8	funny stuff	9/7/2012