The Guitar Man

Who draws the crowd
Who plays so loud
Baby, it’s the guitar man
Who’s gonna steal the show
You know, baby, it’s the guitar man
He can make you love
He can make you cry
He will bring you down
He will get you high
And something keeps him going miles and miles away
To find another place to play
Night after night
Who treats you right
Baby, it’s the guitar man
Who’s on the radio
You know, baby, it’s the guitar man
When he comes to town and you see his face
And you think you might like to take his place
Something keeps him drifting miles and miles away
Searching for the songs to play
Then you listen to the music
And you’d like to sing along
And you want to get the meaning
Out of each and every song
And you find yourself a message
And some words to call your own and take 'em home
He can make you love
He can get you high
He will bring you down
Then he’ll make, make you cry
Something keeps him moving
But no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go
Then the lights begin to flicker
And the sound is getting dim
The voice begins to falter
And the crowds are getting thin
But he never seems to notice
He’s just got to find another place to play
Fade away (Ah, ah)
Got to play (Ah, ah)
Fade away (Ah, ah)
Got to play (Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)
(Ah, ah)