The guitar player
John d. loudermilk
I play guitar in a little bar down the street from here
They pay me to come and to hum and to strum for the folks to hear
But I think it's unfair when I'm sitting up there and my baby walks in
And I have to play like a friend
Oh, for her and him
They pay me to come and to hum and to strum for the folks to hear
But I think it's unfair when I'm sitting up there and my baby walks in
And I have to play like a friend
Oh, for her and him
Oh, how it hurts to see her flirt with someone else
And oh, how it aches to see her make a fool of herself
I swear I'd leave if I didn't need th' dough, my friend
It's nothing but a sin
To have to play and pretend
For her and him
The boss man say I gotta play from nine till three
They come in each night at ten, for a while, then leave
That's when I play with soul and the customers know that I'm dyin' within
'Cause I know where they've been
And where they're goin' again
Just her and him
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