CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Lament [Live in Mainz]

I guess I tried to show you how
I'd take the crowd with my guitar
And business men would clap their hands
And clip another fat cigar
And publishers would spread the news
And print my music far and wide
All the kids who played the blues
Would learn my licks with a bottle neck slide
But now it seems the bubble's burst
Although you know there was a time
Love songs gathered in my head
Poetry in every line
And strong men strove to hold the doors
While with my friends I passed that reach
When people stomped on dirty floors
Before I trod the rock 'n' roll stage

I'll thank the man who's on the 'phone
And if he's got some time to spend
The problem I'll explain once more
And indicate a sum to lend
That ten percent is now a joke
Maybe thirty, even thirty-five
I'll say my daddy's had a stroke
He'd have one now, if he only was alive