Merle Haggard - Footlights

^GI live the kinda life ^Cmost men only ^Gdream of I make my livin' writin' ^D7songs and singin' ^Gthem But I'm forty-one years old and I ain't ^Cgot no place to go when it's ^Gover

And ^D7try to kick the footlights out ^Gagain

I throw my old guitar across the^C stage and then my bass-man takes the^G ball And the crowd goes nearly ^D7wild to see my guitar nearly ^Gfall After twenty years of pickin' we're ^Cstill alive and kickin' down the ^Gwall Tonight I'll kick the footlights out and ^D7walk away without a curtain ^Gcall

To^Cnight I'll kick the footlights out again And try to hide the mood I'm really ^Gin And put on my old instamatic ^D7grin Tonight I'll kick the footlights out ^Gagain

^GI live the kinda life ^Cmost men only ^Gdream of I make my livin' writin' ^D7songs and singin' ^Gthem But I'm forty-one years old and I ain't ^Cgot no place to go when it's ^Gover

And ^D7try to kick the footlights out ^Gagain