Xanga Archive

thanks again everyone.

today was pretty good.

and i don’t work till thursday 🙂

woo!

🙂

“Who draws the crowd?

Who plays so loud?

Baby, it’s the guitar man

Who’s gonna steal the show?

You know

Baby, it’s the guitar man

He can make you love, he can make you cry

He will bring you down, he will get you high

And something keeps him going miles and miles away

To find another place to play

And night after night, who treats you right?

Baby, it’s the guitar man

Who’s on the radio?

You know

Baby, it’s the guitar man

When he comes to town and you see his face

And you think you might like to take his place

Something keeps him drifting miles and miles away

Searching for the songs to play

Then you listen to the music and you’d like to sing along

And you want to get the meaning out of each and every song

And you find yourself a message and some words to call your own

And take ’em home

He can make you love, he can get you high

He will bring you down, he will make you cry

Something keeps him moving, but no one seems to know

What it is that makes him go

Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim

The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin

But he never seems to notice

He’s just got to find another place to play

Anyway

Got to play

Anyway
“

-“The Gutiar Man,” Cake (but originally by Bread)