A Simple Man In a Traveling Band
Life on the road gets mighty hard
Nothing changes from day to day
No wishing wells in cheap hotels
The only joy is when we play
Just moving from town to town
And going from show to show
Me and the band will be feeling grand
When it's time to let the music flow
There's magic under the spotlight
It's electric before the crowd
You'll feel the heat and stomp your feet
'Cause we play it hard and play it loud
Then heading back down the highway
That's leading to the county fair
We'll be all the rage up on the stage
And I hope that we see you there
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2023
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