Sing Your Song Sweet Music Man
your song sweet music man
Cause I won't be there to hold
your hand like I used to
I'm through with you
You're a hell of a singer
and a powerful man
But you surround yourself
with people
who demand so little of you
You touched my soul
with your beautiful song
You even had me singin' along
right with you
You said, I need you
Then you changed the words
and added harmony
And you sang the song
you'd written for me
To someone new
Nobody sings a love song
quite like you do
Nobody else could make
me sing along
Nobody else could make me feel
That things are right when
I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a love song
quite like you
Sang your song, sweet music man
You travel the world
with a six -piece band
that does for you what you ask them to
You try to stay young
but the songs you've sung to so many people
have all begun to come back on you
Sing your songs, sad music man
You're making your living
doing one -night stands
They're through with you,
they don't need you
You're still a hell of a singer
but a broken man
But you'll keep on looking
for one last friend to sing to
Nobody sings a love song
quite like you do
Nobody else could make
me sing along
Nobody else could make me feel
That things are right when
I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a love song
quite like you
Sing a song, sweet music man,
I believe in you.