Lyrics of Rock star's lament

Bobby Bare

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Rocks star lament

I have pawned my golden records i have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of bad whiskey i gave up my fancy boots
Now i stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell

Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall
It was that cold night in december when we played carnegie hall
Now we're smokin' marijuana singin' flat but doin' well
Till i took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell

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I have pawned my golden records. i have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of bad whiskey i gave up my fancy boots
Now i stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
With no song left to sell

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