It’s Not Wrong to Sing This Song
It’s Not Wrong to Sing This Song
I hope the several cups of coffee
will get me through the night,
at least to the end of the show.
Like a thief, I sell stolen notes
from a silent song writer who
has gone and I’ll never know.
The women scream and shout,
and the audience tells me
they’re having a good time.
Like a thief, I take the thoughts
from a forgotten poet and
act like the words are mine.
It’s not wrong to sing this song.
It feels good and pays the bills.
I take feelings and make them real.
It’s not wrong to sing this song.
I make a living as a singer,
and I need to sing the songs.
They may not be my words or music,
but I know it’s not wrong.
I get dressed up to entertain
them in my boots and cowboy hat.
They get lost in the words and music,
and they keep on coming back.
The people want to have a good time,
and nothing’s wrong with that.
It’s not wrong to sing this song.
It feels good and pays the bills.
I take feelings and make them real.
It’s not wrong to sing this song.
It’s not wrong to sing this song.
Enjoyed this one very much!!
Comment by Mary-Catherine — September 27, 2008 @ 11:06 pm