Misc Your Songs - Jerdan coates - wannabe in a band
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[Intro]
D A G D
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
if I don't make money, I dGon't give a dE7amn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd
[Verse 1]
I stDarted out a singer but it waAsn't meant to be
evGerytime I sang outside a turkeyd chase me up a tDree
mDy scratchy voice ain't gonna qualAify me
to leGad a band west of washington dDc
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
if I don't make money, I dGon't give a dE7amn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd
[Verse 2]
SoD I got a guitar, my first acoAustic
gonna stGrum my way into making muDsic
Dwhen it came to solos, AI was clueless
Gwhen it came to barrechords, thDey were muted
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
Dif I don't make money, I doGn't give a daE7mn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd
[Verse 3]
DMatt came over helped me buAild a bass
Git wasn't easy, it wDasn't safe
DI can thump ones and fives tAill the next day
The cGountry western styles the only thDing I play
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
ifD I don't make money, I doGn't give a daE7mn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd
[Verse 4]
DAt a garage sale I bougAht a fiddle
GA German strad, it coDst a nickle
DSounds as harsh as a hAammer and sickle
I thGink I'm gettin better, litDtle by little
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
Dif I don't make money, I doGn't give a daE7mn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd
[Verse 5]
DOne fateful night I aquiAred a banjer
GThe neighbor called my parents, the pAolice and a pastor
Dtoo much twang for those uAptight crackers
Gthey call the claw hammer an unDnatural disaster
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
Dif I don't make money, I doGn't give a daE7mn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd
[Verse 6]
DI traded it all for a smalAl drum kit
GSaid to myself, this Dis it
DNow I count to four till tAhey say quit
GSmackin coffee cans with a coupDle of sticks
[Chorus]
Dall I ever wanted was to bAe in a band
Gentertainin folks all acrDoss the land
iDf I don't make money, I doGn't give a daE7mn
as loA7ng as IG'm in a baDnd