The Performer

^GI stand on this stage,^C ^Gone empty page ^C ^GNothing to tell^C, ^Gso little to sell Won’t yo^Fu come on i^Cn my old friends an^Gd sit dow^Cn ^G ^C

I’^Gm just what you se^Ce, there?^G??s nothing to^C me A ^Gpiece of the end^C that ^Gnever has been Won’t yo^Fu come on i^Cn my old friends an^Gd sit down

Chorus:

Can’t yo^Cu tell by m^Dy clothes I neve^Gr made i^Ct ^G Can’t yo^Cu hear that m^Dy songs just won?^G??t s^Cin^Gg Can’t yo^Cu see in m^Dy eyes that ^GI hate i^Ct ^G Wasting ^Ftwenty four ^Cyears on a ^Dsus4dream

Thanks for coming by to sit and watch me die God knows friends i might there’s three more shoulders tonight Won’t you come on in my old friends and sit down Chorus Thanks for coming by... by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com

Lee Hazlewood - The performer