Hayes Carll - Sit In With The Band

I been drinkin' all day for a livin'
Been dreamin' bout movin' on
Seems like every little thing I do
They been putting in a country song
And I saw you on the TV
Man is that some kind of joke?
You been making a killing off the shoes I'm fillin'
While I'm sitting here gone broke

So as long as we're trading favors
A little pleasure for my pain
Let me stand up there just one time
And here 'em call my name

And my friends all think I'm crazy
And my mama wouldn't understand
But just one time before I die
I want to sit in with the band

Well I know it must be somethin'
Your talent or your style
Your hundred dollar blue jeans
Or your million dollar smile
But I don't need me no gold records
I don't need no limousines
I don't need to tear up my dressing room
With no Beaumont beauty queens

I don't care if its backwoods country
I don't care if its rock and roll
I don't care if it's hummin' through my old tin roof
Or playin' on the radio

And my friends all think I'm crazy
And my mama wouldn't understand
But just one time before I die
I want to sit in with the band

I don't care if its backwoods country
I don't care if its rock and roll
I don't care if it's hummin' through my old tin roof
Or playin' on the radio

And my friends all think I'm crazy
And my mama wouldn't understand
But just one time before I die
I want to sit in with the band

I said just one time before I die
I want to sit in with the band

Written by:
Hayes Carll, John Evans

Publisher:
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management

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