I live the kind of life
Most men only dream of
I make my living writing songs
And singing them
Now I'm 38 years old
And I ain't got no place to go
When it's over
So I hide my age
And I hit the stage tonight And try to kick the footlights out again
I throw my old guitar Across the stage
And watch my bass man take the ball
And the crowd goes nearly wild
To see my guitar nearly fall After 20 years of picking
You know I'm still alive Still kicking in the walls
But tonight I'll kick the footlights out
And I'll walk away without a curtain call
Yeah,
tonight I'll kick the footlights out again
And I'll try to hide the mood I'm really
in I might not put on that old instamatic grin
Yeah,
tonight I'll kick the footlights out again And again and again,
boys
I live the kind of life
Most men only dream of
I make my living writing songs And singing them
Now I'm 38 years old And I ain't got no place to go
When it's over
So I hide my age
And I hit the stage tonight And try to kick the footlights out again