Lyrics

Spent forty-odd years in a rock n roll band
I’m called the spirit of every old man
Born in the fifties, music’s all that I know
I pray I never grow old
Had a couple of wives, a family or two
And a son that I barely know
Try to hook up with him when I am in town
But you know, there’s always a show
And the show goes on
Familiar faces I see in each crowd
Give me the strength to go on
Shots of Whiskey help settle my nerves
But never help me think clear
I’ve played in every small town in forty-eight states
And countries, I just can’t recall
Lost a fortune or two, but I don’t give a damn
When I’m gone, let the fools have it all
And the show goes on
I’ve had all kinds of girls and all kinds of fans
But the same old boys in the band
Playing the songs that everyone knows
Hoping to never grow old.
And the show goes on.
Please, light up a candle, show me your flame
Let me hear you call out my name
We will keep playing well into the night
And the show goes on
We’re gonna play well into the night
The show goes on
Dazed and confused in a Rock n Roll Band
I’m called the Spirit of Every Old Man! And the Show goes on