You Get What You Play For

Hometown lady, leavin' for the city
Bags in hand, she's boardin' the train
Her last look through the window, i saw her eyes were as red as mine
I waved goodbye but i can't believe she's leaving.

But a woman can't be high-class
In a lonely farmer's town
And the son of a poor man
Ain't gonna turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely
Just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man will bring you home.

Maybe soon i'll see her on some television show
Painted lips and fingers singing for the world
A fashion plate for sure dancin' for your plastic world
Call me up if you can but if not well i'll understand

But a woman can't be high-class
In a lonely farmer's town
And the son of a poor man
Ain't gonna turn your head around
But if you ever get lonely
Just pick up the telephone
And the son of a poor man will bring you home.

I've played your game
And i've played it well.
I'll be another fool
To hang upon your wall.
I laid my heart out
Like an open book.
It's a simple thing and don't take much
To crack it open and bleed.

Lay me down.
Lay me down when you're through with me.
Lay me down.
Let me bleed when you're through with me.
Don't let me think you're wrong,
Just let me fall down.
I'll pick myself up again.
It's the kindest thing you can do for me,
So, woman, won't you lay me down.

I lied to myself.
Tried to believe in you.
But it's hard to rely on the ghost of someone you hardly even knew
You bring things out
Just to bring me down.
Then you twist them about and shove 'em in my face
Til my eyes can't see any good.
Yeah!

Recently i've been thinkin about what i am and where my priorities lie
Gettin it together on some future plan, decidin what i need to get by
I tried workin and schoolin but there just not my plan, oh no
Can't ya see i'll always be a music man

Well i could be pickin bluegrass or singin the blues,
It doesn't really matter to me
As long as i'm playin the music i just can't lose,
And noones gonna tell me differently
Cause all i really care about is sittin right here in my hands,
Oh yeah
Can't ya see i'll always be a music man

Well my momma sits and worries about me for days
Even though she really likes the way the boy plays
My daddy tells her i'm just goin through a phase
But that's just what he always says
I hear what they're sayin but i take it with a grain of sand, oh yeah
Can't ya see i'll always be a music man
(repeat) yeah

(solo)

Well my momma sits and worries about me for days
Even though she really likes the way the boy plays
My daddy tells her that i'm goin through a phase
But that's just what he always says
I hear what they're sayin but i take it with a grain of sand, oh yeah
Can't ya see i'll always be a music man

Well i've told you my story now here's what i've found
To be happy you need only be real
So don't let anyone try to turn your head around
Just remember you are what you feel
You see all of my life people been tryin to tell me what i am, oh yeah
Can't ya see i'll always be a music man, oh yeah
(repeat)

Golden country your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You strut around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin' just what comes after
Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand

Mortgage people you crawl to your homes
Your security lies in your bed of white foam
You act concerned but then why turn away
When a lady was raped on your doorstep today
Well your blacks are cryin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are dyin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand, oh yeah......

(solo)

Golden country your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You strut around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin' just what comes after
Well your blacks are dyin' but your back is still turned
And your freaks are cryin' but your back is still turned
You better stop your hidin or your country will burn
The time has come for you my friend
To all this ugliness we must put an end
Before we leave we must make a stand

(repeat)

Well i've seen women who cross their legs
Before they sit down to the table
And i've seen women who look to the sky
Screamin lord i believe in the bible
And i've seen hookers dancin through times square
With their heads held up so high
But i've never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
Woah, like you do

Well i've seen couples holdin hands
With that glazy look in their eyes
And i've seen lovers rollin round in bed
Screamin as if they're gonna die
And i've seen lovers holdin hands
And then laughin when their back is turned
But i've never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
Woah, like you do

(solo)

Well i've seen women who cross their legs
Before they sit down to the table
And i've seen women who look to the sky
Screamin lord i believe in the bible
And i've seen hookers dancin through times square
With their heads held up so high
But i've never seen a woman
Who makes me feel
No i've never seen a woman
Who can make me feel
Like you do

Well if you're ever in a tight spot,
And all the things around you are gettin' hot,
Come to me and i can cool you off.
And if you ever get yourself in a jam,
And if you ever feel you need to find a man
Call my number and, darling, you found one

But i know now, it can never work out
The way i really wished that it would.
But a second-hand love is better than no love at all

And the walls get a little closer,
And my throat gets a little tighter when
I say to you that a second-hand love from you is better than no love at all
Any kind of love from you is better than no love at all

If you got the feeling it ain't right tonight
And if the fire at home ain't as hot as you like
I've got a fire that's burning for you.
And if you ever feel you need to get away
To get away from the rest of your life,
I'll come a-runnin' and show you the world.

We flew into town on sunday, had to find a place by monday
Tried bridgeport and westport, 'til we found a place that we thought would do
157 riverside avenue.

Saugatuck river's flowin', mother nature's colors were showin'
So cold, so rainy, we couldn't help feelin' blue
Not enough time, too many things to do.

We met a young girl on main street, wanted to just pass her by
She was homely, so lonely, she said, "can i make love to you."
We shouted 157 riverside avenue.

It's over, miss lena, we're leaving. such a pleasant stay, i must say.
So nice, so easy, we hate to say goodbye to you
At 157 riverside avenue.