| Doing what you love has a high price to pay
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| Some put on a suit, but he ran the other way
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| Drums drown out the yuppies
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| And the one’s who could not dream
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| Because the freedom music gave him was worth more than anything
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| They do not know
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| What they got
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| Until it is gone
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| Like it or not
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| You live on love
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| You try to do what is right
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| We are all here waiting for our silver invitation
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| To the big band in the sky
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| Rolling down the windows
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| Trying hard to fight the sleep
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| Money is never much for a band in Tennessee
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| Another night of playing
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| To a crowd with no ears
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| Want to hear the songs they know
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| And fill their bellies full of beer
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| And when he closed his eyes
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| Fell into a dream that never dies
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| And when the thunder comes
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| You can hear his kick drum in the sky
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| Feel the rain
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| Fall from our eyes |