Sweet Music Man
 

Sweet Music Man

These Words are
All she gave me

Sing a Song sweet Music Man
'Cause I won't be there
To hold your Hand
Like I used to
I'm through with you

You're a hell of a Singer
And a powerful Man
But you surround yourself
With People who demand
So little of you

You touched my Soul
With your beautiful Song
You even had me singin'
Right along with you
You said I needed you

Then you changed the Words
And added Harmony
Then you sang the Song
You had written for me
To someone new

Nobody sings a Love Song
Quite like you do
Nobody else
Can make me sing along

Nobody else can make me feel
That Things are right
When I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a Love Song
Quite like you

Sing your Song sweet Music Man
You travel the World
With a six-piece Band
That does for you
What you ask them to

You try to stay young
But the Songs you sung
To so many People
Have all begun
To come back on you

Sing your Song sad Music Man
You're makin' your Livin'
Doin' one Night Stands
They're through with you
They don't need you

You're still a hell of a Singer
But a broken Man
But you'll keep on lookin'
For one last Fan to sing to

Nobody sings a Love Song
Quite like you do
Nobody else
Can make me sing along

Nobody else can make me feel
That Things are right
When I know they're wrong

Nobody sings a Love Song quite like you
Nobody sings a Love Song quite like you

( Written By Kenny Rogers )


 (  Final Arrangement  By  Ray Pfob )