The Singer

Lyrics
[Verse 1] As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin feet have trod before me With my guitar in my hand,, suddenly I realize nobody knows me Where yesterday the multitude screamed and cried my name out for a song Today the streets are empty and the crowds have all gone home [Verse 2] I pass a million houses but there is no place that I belong All I knew to give you was song after song after song All the truths I tried to tell you were as distant to you as the moon Born two-hundred years too late and two-hundred years too soon [Verse 3] I'm a child of this age locked into the pages of your book And when I am but dust and clay and all the children stop to take a look Will they marvel at the miracles I did perform and the heights I did aspire Or will they tear out the pages of the book to light a fire [Outro] With the rain on my face, there is no place where I belong Did you forget this singer so soon? And did you forget my song?
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Credits
- Writers
- Charlie Daniels
- Johnny Cash