He stand's there like demon.
A guitar or a pitch fork.
Stare that look right through to your soul.
He knows they come to see him.
And they wonder why. He can't stand still.
And he look so tired and old.
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Sing a song try not to think.
Act like it don't hurt
Sing a song to cover up your cry
Make him laugh let him dance
You know that you'll make it.
But they don't know how hard you have to try
With a smile that charms the woman.
And a snare that make's a man nervous
He sing a song of lovin' fightin' man.
The band wonders how he's done it
From what the world did to him.
And why it never happen like they plan
chorus
He pours out songs like water.
With each one he seem stronger
From somewhere comes a new found energy.
He gives them half his heart
And a slow song love ballad.
And I feel a kindred spirit with in me
chorus
Make him laugh let him dance.
You know that you'll make it
But they don't know how hard you have to try
It's over now and you've more than gotten by