
I'm just a singer with some words
I rearrange the ones I heard
Town to town with my guitar
Nightclubs, honky tonks and bars
Love and longing, greed and pride
Dreams and jealousy collide
Sing it happy, sing it blue
Tell a tale and make it true
Let's sing a love song to the world
Full of happy boys and girls
Can't stop the misery with a song
But it sure beats dropping bombs
by Richard W. Bray


