| Well, the band was on its final break
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| When he came walking in
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| The lies that showed more than his age
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| He was drunk, worn and thin
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| He sat down behind the ol' piano
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| And he ran through a couple of notes
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| And he said, «Would somebody buy me a drink, boys
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| To kinda help me clear my throat?»
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| And he said, «What would you give to hear a song?
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| What prize do memories bring?
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| It ain’t every day you get
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| To hear living legend sing»
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| I may forget a line or two
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| A few words now and then
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| It takes a drink to make me think
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| And live it all again
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| This gray you see don’t bother Jerry Lee
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| And neither do these lines
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| I may have seen some better days, boys
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| But God knows, I ain’t reached my prime
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| I’ve got some scars from a woman’s war
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| And playing those one-night stands
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| Lord only knows, if I had the time
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| I’d do it all again
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| Yes, I could still make 'em dance
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| Like I did in times that’s gone
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| And I can still make 'em cry
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| And I can touch 'em with a song
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| I can still yet turn 'em on
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| The way that I did back then
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| Lord only knows, if I had the time
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| I’d do it all again |