Intro : (x4)
M e and W illie p layed in a country b and
S even long y ears together p laying those one night s tands
U sed to say the b ooze and bars is go ing to wear him out
H old On a s ong he wrote t ear your heart r ight out
W e trave led the northern route and from the Greate Lakes to Monreal
H itting all the honkytonks I bet we played them al l
W illie played to ease his soul and d rank to ease his mind
I never unde rstood how he played it so goo d while drinking himseld half blind. And you..
W ouldn't think a M an so weak .. . could be so
s trong.... Take a crowd of r owdy drunks and
h ush them with a song And I'd
r ather be singing my he art out in a dark and d in | gy ba r
H itting those h igh notes with W illie's sad guitar. And I'd
r ather be si nging a blues s ong singing s weet an d h igh
W illie standing right b y my side playing country s lide
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M e and W illie w atched a lot of drea ms die young.
P lans we mad e how quick the y fade fumbling one by one.
W illie never let it bother him and i f he did it didn't s how.
Y ou know he had a way of l etting go am kin g the blue times old. And you ...
W ouldn't think a M an so weak .. . could be so
s trong.... Take a crowd of r owdy drunks and
h ush them with a song And I'd
r ather be singing my he art out in a dark and d in | gy ba r
H itting those h igh notes with W illie's sad guitar. And I'd
r ather be si nging a blues s ong singing s weet an d h igh
W illie standing right b y my side playing country s lide
I left W illie i n a bar in Marietta
C ouldn't sta nd to watch the man I love drink himsel f to death.
N ow I'm working i n Ottawa and I'm do ing well I guess.
Y ou know the good life don 't look so good from behind a desk And I'd
r ather be singing my he art out in a dark and d in | gy ba r
H itting those h igh notes with W illie's sad guitar. And I'd
r ather be si nging a blues s ong singing s weet an d h igh
W illie standing right b y my side playing country s lide
