| When I was just boy
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| I knew music was my joy
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| And I’m so glad today
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| That at last I learned to play
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| They called me wierd and such
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| But I don’rt minded much
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| Cause when it’s said and done
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| You know that I’m the lucky one
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| You know I’m having fun
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| All kinds of fun
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| Hey man, you think this is easy?
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| You better try to learn a ride a jet plain or something
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| Cause once I had a car
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| A find whom, I was a star
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| But the sheriff took back his badge
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| And all my riches turned to rats
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| I had to flip the wind
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| My old lady up and split
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| They say, can you believe?
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| But I still can pay my bills
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| And I’m taking pills
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| All kinds of spills
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| You know it ain’t easy
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| You know it ain’t easy
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| This show ain’t easy
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| To rock n' roll
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| Well down to my last buck and
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| I can’t have nothing buzzing up
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| Than I met Alex, Fred and
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| They set me back on my feet
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| Why don’t you come to play
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| We going to practice everyday
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| We’ll learn to tune a tune
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| August will be there too
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| And when we’re through
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| Some grupies too
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| Well we play most everywhere
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| From Paris pub to the Pheonix fair
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| But the gig we love the most
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| It’s playing right here before you folks
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| We thank you very much
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| Sweetwater is deeply touched
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| And when this gig is through
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| We hope to touch you too
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| And when it’s through
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| To touch you too
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| You know it ain’t easy
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| You know it ain’t easy
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| This show ain’t easy
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| To rock n' roll |