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Friday Shows
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A younger man, a shooting star, I was the next big thing, or so I thought The local dive was our big time, just’a weekend rockers holding nine to fives After a working week well, that’s how we’d unwind Do a weekend tour with the boys, just making our nickels and dimes, and playing Friday shows, man I loved the feeling off the dance floor When the girls they got to heeling Though a far cry, I could go on dreaming ‘neath the spotlight I was a star alright It’s ten years on, how time’s flown by, it’s like you find a girl, then you blink your eye The weekends here, I’m headed home, just a family man now, my bird has flown And my mind slips back to those rock and roll days How I miss the beers and the boys and the clubs, and hearing those guitars play Got me thinkin’ ‘bout that Friday show, when I saw the future walking through that door, so I sent that girl a drink And hoped my cards played right, so I could make her think I was a star that night And be her Mr. Right A younger man might have chased that dream, but a wiser soul knows what he needs And all I need is sitting at my knee tonight And I may never win a CMA, but I wouldn't trade the fame or pay For the love I'm feeling everyday of my life … but I still play my Friday shows, man I love the feeling on the front porch, when I sing those kids to sleep And under just moonlight, I got 'em believing I'm a star tonight. Daddy's a star tonight |