Same Old Songs

I was just a young man workin' steady in a good time band
Pickin' every single little lick I could just to please the man
Harlan sang the lead for half and we split up the rest
Hangin' on through the heavy times and hopin' for the best

I can't recall the names of all them places that we played in
All them squirrely party girls and pills we used to pop
Hardly ever sleepin' in them cheap motels we stayed in
Hopin' we could take it till we make it to the top

And them nights got a little bit brighte
And them bars got a little bit better
And the sweet (in the sweet by and by) just a little bit sweeter
But them blues well it's still the same old song

Now we're stars a shinin' on them prime-time TV shows
Every stranger knows our name in ever-little-where we go
Findin' out the bottom ain't so diffrent on the top
Just a few more friends that you'll be losin' when you drop

And I left some of my soul on every sweaty sheet I could sleep on
Gettin' just as close to anybody as I could
I don't regret a single bed I've laid my body down on
Ever since the first I had the worst I had was good

And them nights get a little bit brighter
And them bars get a little bit better
And the sweet (in the sweet by and by) just a little bit sweeter
But them blues well it's still the same old song

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