[Intro]
[Verse 1]
B7You be pissing in B7/F#a bottle and yoB7u can’t see througB7/F#h the fog
You know a Etrucker jack-knifed in the snow up ahead, for sure
B7The radar’s got yoB7/F#u clocked at B787 in a 55B7/F#
The Ecops all want to search your car because they think you’re high
You fAinally reach the club and they got no posters up
You Eplay to 12 people, half are puking in a cup
YoB7u sell B7/F#2 CDs, give B7anotheB7/F#r 6 away
You Ehoping that F#msomebody has Gsus2a place where yoAbu could stay
[Verse 2]
B7Got a 10 hour dB7/F#rive in the morB7ning, don’t sweat B7/F#it
You’re tEhinking about the gig last night, you wish you could forget it
B7You listen to a pB7/F#odcast oB7f Radio labB7/F#
You Etry to call your mom but end up yelling at your dad
The Acar needs gas so you pull into the Come and Go
The Eweather channel says that you’re about to hit some snow
You B7sell 5 CB7/F#Ds, give B7another 8 B7/F#away
To Eadd insult tF#mo injury, you Gsus2had to pay to pAblay
[Chorus]
AYou’re a folksinger, Folk folk singer
You’re Ea washed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, you’re B7a folk folk B7/F#singer
FEor sure
[Verse 3]
B7The club owner B7/F#said 'you should’B7ve played here lasB7/F#t week
cause Eright now its finals and no one makes a peep'
He wiB7shes that the B7/F#money could’ve B7been a lot mB7/F#ore
But thEe deal was for a small percentage of the door
27 Adollars and a couple foreign bills
tried to Epass the hat but everyone was high on pills
B7Play a new B7/F#song, No appB7lause, just crB7/F#ickets
ThEe bartender sF#mays 'I’ll givGsus2e you 2 drink tiAbckets'
[Chorus]
You’Are a folksinger, Folk folk singer
You’re Ea washed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, you’re B7a folk folk B7/F#singer
FEor sure
[Verse 4]
B7You get a big B7/F#break and get to B7do some radB7/F#io
But thEe DJ says 'It’s taped for next week’s show'
B7It does you nB7/F#o good cause B7tonight you got thB7/F#e gig
But Eyou keep on smiling and dance a little jig
The cAar starts whining and the engines running hot
The gEas station dude says 'your radiator’s shot'
B7You sell B7/F#12 CDs, gB7ive none aB7/F#way
ThEe radiator F#mtook it all, Gsus2it’s Ground Hog Abday
[Chorus]
YoAu’re a folksinger, Folk folk singer
You’re Ea washed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, you’re B7a folk folk B7/F#singer
FEor sure
[Verse 5]
B7You get a gB7/F#ood offer, for B7a gig in AtlB7/F#anta
BuEt the airline sent your guitar all the way to Montana
B7Get a real peB7/F#rson on the pB7hone from UnB7/F#ited
YoEu lose you cool and tell the dude to go bite it
You Aborrow a guitar to try to cool your rage
WalEk into the club and someone else is on stage
B7You sell nB7/F#o CDs, the cluB7b was double B7/F#bookedE
N.C.
You never even got to play, you feel your life is overlooked
[Chorus]
AYou’re a folksinger, Folk folk singer
You’re Ea washed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, you’re B7a folk folk B7/F#singer
FEor sure
[Verse 6]
You B7finally get somB7/F#e sleep and there’s B7a nice blue B7/F#sky
And Ethe airlines found your guitar all the way in Dubai
TheB7y say that it will be B7/F#there for your B7gig in TallaB7/F#hassee
But Eyou ate some bad food, feeling kind of gassy
Get a AMotel 6, wish it was the Ritz
At lEeast you got a private place because you got the shits
B7Sell 5 B7/F#hats and B72 CDB7/F#s
Yes Esir, nF#mo ma’am, TGsus2hank you pleaAbse
[Chorus]
AYou’re a folksinger, Folk folk singer
You’re Ea washed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, you’re B7a folk folk B7/F#singer
FEor sure
[Verse 7]
YouB7r manager cB7/F#alls you right befB7ore you play yoB7/F#ur show
He saEys I think you should die your hair cause its white as snow
YouB7r girlfriend cB7/F#alls you as you lB7eave the staB7/F#ge
She Esaw a picture of you with a chick and now she’s in a rage
Break Aup break down break it all to hell
CharEging all the damage to your hotel bill
SelB7l 5 sticB7/F#kers for B750 cenB7/F#ts
you’Ere a folksiF#mnger now, you’re Gsus2about to make a Abdent
[Chorus]
AYou’re a folksinger, Folk folk singer
You’re Ea washed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, you’re B7a folk folk B7/F#singer
FEor sure
[Verse 8]
FinB7ally get soB7/F#me good news from B7the booking ageB7/F#nt dude
At Ethe club tonight they’ll give you half off your food
PlaB7ce is paB7/F#cked gB7onna make your B7/F#fee
But tEhey wouldn’t even turn off the Sports TV
You Afeel like you climbed another rung on the ladder
You’rEe another day older, another day fatter
I’m B7a folk siB7/F#nger now in the paB7le moonligB7/F#htE
N.C.
That's how I'm standing right here on stage tonight
[Chorus]
AI'm a folksinger, Folk folk singer
I'm a Ewashed up punk, still a dead ringer
B7for a folkB7/F#singer, I'm a fB7olk folk sinB7/F#ger
FEor sure
[Outro]
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