Name of the Game

Lyrics
Here comes trouble In the shape of a lady She started cool but now Shes coming around daily Shes got some big ideas About being my baby Its her game With the name of love Now she's sure pretty That I have to confess But no five-star fox is Getting me in a mess Lets buy a ring, she says Lets go and get blessed Its her game and she calls it love Rock and roll rules my soul Pushing everything and everyone To one side But when all grows old Chills still cold When I sing with my sweet guitar When I sing with my sweet My sweet guitar Don't waste your tears on me Go cry in the river What you need I ain't About to deliver I'm my own man and That's how I'm gonna stay Cause music is The name of the game Rock and roll rules my soul Pushing everything and everyone To one side But when all grows old The chills still cold While I sing with my sweet guitar While I sing with my sweet My sweet guitar
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Credits
- Writers
- Ken Hensley