| Lyrics: | Writer: Rogers
She said sing your song, Sweet Music Man
'Cause I won't be there to
hold your hand
Like I used to, I'm thru 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, and said I
need you
Then you changed the words and added harmony
Sang the song you had 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.
She said sing your song,
Sweet Music Man
You travel the world with a six-piece band
That does for you, what you ask
'em to
And you try to stay young, but the songs are sung
So many people have all begun, to
come back on you.
So, sing your song, sad music man
You're makin' your livin', doin'
one night stands
It proves to you, they don't need you
You're still a hell of a singer,
but a broken man
But you keep on a-lookin' for one last fan, 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 they're wrong, with a song
Nobody sings a love
song quite like you.
She said sing your song, Sweet Music Man, I believe in you |
