Standard (EADGBE)
Hello, Mr. Record man, word has it that you plan.
To let me make a record in a week or two.
Dont you see its not like that,
I realize you aint too fat,
But surely you could front me just a little bit more time.
Hello Mr. Agent Man, word has it that you plan,
To cancel out my one-night stand in Oshawa.
My manager misspells my name,
And tells me things arent quite the same,
When fingers started pointing, he exclaimed that it was mine.
And how are you Mom and Dad?
The news, it sure made me sad,
To hear that dear old Brownie slipped away.. ..
I guess things just come and go,
Nothing stays the same you know,
Im sorry I didnt come to say hello on Christmas Day..
And hello, Mr. Public, I just stopped by to play a lick,
Tried to look enthusiastic and could not raise a smile.
I guess its time to leave the road,
And hang up eighteen years or so,
It sure aint an easy thing to sell this old guitar.