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Intro: Am,Em,G,Am (3x)
Am Em
If you're nobody's business or you're front page news
G Am Am Em
Folk Rock, Country or Delta Blues, Tell your truth however you choose
G Am
And do it all for the sake of the song
Am Em G
Yeah, hitchhike, and bus ride and rental car, living rooms coffee house
Am
and rundown bars
Am Em G
Ten thousand people or alone under the stars, its all for the sake of the
Am
song
F Am Am
And there's a man who wrote "Your Cheatin' Heart", now he's lying
Em
through his tooth
F Am G
And he plays it on a stolen harp, that's soaked in hundred proof
F Am Em
And there's one who might be happy with a foreign badger's purse
F Am G
She's lost the crowd's attention at the forty second verse
Am Em
And it's the travelling salesman, the girl next door
G Am Am Em
On the empty room to the bird on the corner, less is less until more is
more
G Am
And it's all for the sake of the song
F Am
And there's the young man on the marquee, He's the son of some well
known
F Am G
And his father bought the tour bus, so he could strike out on his own
F Am
And there's the brooding contradiction, he's holding Van Gogh's ear
F Am G
And he's taped it to his guitar, in the hope someone will hear
Am Em G
It's back stage and Nudie Suits, and the next big thing will get 'em
Am
back to you roots
Am Em
High tops, flannel and duct tape boots
G Am
And it's all for the sake of the song
F Am
And there's the mystic, there's the legend, and there's the best that's
ever been
F Am G
And there's the voice of a generation who wants to pass this way again
F Am
And there's record deals and trained seals, and puppets on a string
F Am G
And they're all just trying to figure out what makes the caged bird sing
Am Em G Am
It's lights, camera, on with the show, lifetime to get ready, now go cat go
Am Em
Where it all ends, nobody knows
G Am
But it's all for the sake of the song
Am Em
So if you're nobody's business or you're front page news
G Am Am Em
Folk Rock, Country or Delta Blues, Tell your truth however you choose
G Am
And do it all for the sake of the song
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Some corrections to the lyrics..
If you're nobody's business or you're front page news, Folk, Rock, Country or Delta Blues,
Tell your truth however you choose, And do it all for the sake of the song.
Yeah, hitchhike and bus ride and rental cars, Living rooms, coffee houses, rundown bars,
Ten thousand people or alone under the stars, It’s all for the sake of the song.
There's a man who wrote "Your Cheatin' Heart", Now he's lyin’ to us too,
And he plays it on a stolen harp that’s soaked in hundred proof,
And there's one who might be happy but for the writer’s curse,
She's lost the crowd's attention by the forty second verse.
It's the travelling salesman, the girl next door, From the empty room to the third encore,
Less is less until more is more, And it's all for the sake of the song.
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And there's the young man on the marquee, He's the son of some well known,
His father bought the tour bus so he could strike out on his own,
And there's the brooding contradiction, Yeah he's holding Van Gogh's ear,
And he's taped it to his guitar, in the hope someone will hear.
It's black berets and Nudie Suits, Next big thing all gettin’ back to your roots,
High tops, flannels, duct tape boots, And it's all for the sake of the song.
~~~
And there's the mystic, there's the legend, there's the best that's ever been,
And there's the voice of a generation who wants to pass this way again,
And there's record deals and trained seals, and puppets on a string,
And they're all just trying to figure out what makes the caged bird sing.
It's lights, camera, on with the show, lifetime to get ready, now go cat go
Where it all ends, nobody knows but it's all for the sake of the song
So if you're nobody's business or you're front page news, Folk Rock, Country or Delta Blues,
Tell your truth however you choose, And do it all for the sake of the song
-FatsVandyke | 4/29/2016 |
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on 4/6/16 
