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Songs Play Me

Back at home everyone I know
Can strum a couple guitar chords
It's what we do when the day is done
We'll pick and grin with some old friends
Play some songs by Waylon Jennings
Nobody's here to clap and cheer

Can you hear it in our heads
A hard days work and a song to lend
We're on the porch as daylight fades
That's the way it used to be
The songs played me

I used to live a littler farther north
Where chords ain't for the common folk
They say that they belong on stage
The only ones who pick and grin
Are those who do it for a livin'
But that takes the muse out of the music

Can I hear it in their hands
Work all day and night to end
Just find a friend and learn to play
That's the way it may sound crazy
But the songs play me

Now I find myself on stage
Workin' hard getting paid
I'm watching the clock up on the wall
What once was fun has now become
A job just like any other
But I close my eyes and slip away

Can you hear it in my hands
I'm at work but I pretend
I'm on the porch as daylight fades
'Cause that's the way it used to be
When songs played me

Back at home everyone I know
Can strum a couple guitar chords
It's what we do when the day is done
We'll pick and grin with some old friends
Play some Willie and Waylon Jennings
Nobody around to clap and cheer