The Performer

^GI stand on this stage,^C ^Gone empty page ^C ^GNothing to tell^C, ^Gso little to sell Won't you ^Fcome on in ^Cmy old friends and ^Gsit down ^C ^G ^C

I'm ^Gjust what you see,^C there's ^Gnothing to me ^C A ^Gpiece of the end^C that ^Gnever has been Won't you ^Fcome on in ^Cmy old friends and ^Gsit down

Chorus:

Can't you ^Ctell by my ^Dclothes I never ^Gmade it ^C ^G Can't you ^Chear that my ^Dsongs just won't ^Gsing ^C ^G Can't you ^Csee in my ^Deyes that I ^Ghate it ^C ^G Wasting ^Ftwenty four ^Cyears on a ^Dsus4dream

Thanks for coming by to sit and watch me die God knows friends i might there's three more shoulders tonight Won't you come on in my old friends and sit down Chorus Thanks for coming by... by: José Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com

Lee Hazlewood - The performer