The opening act takes the stage
The applause is polite
They’re not waiting for him
Everybody knows he’s at least twice their age
Took him 2 days to get there
His eyes tired and red
His gear in the back of his way
His car is his dressing room
Office and bed
But at least he got him up here
Sings from his heart
And keeps from cryin
He knows it’s a young man’s game
He’s makin the reelin while the crowd’s all dyin to hear
The headliner’s name
And as he continues to play
He can hear the audience say
(Chorus)
It’s time to go
This ain’t no variety show
We’re sure you was someone
Someone with note
But buddy, it’s time to go
As he packs his things he can hear from the winds
The audience singing along
They know every word
They know every line
And he wonders will he get one
As the stage door closes, goodbye
He sings what’s been on his mind
(Chorus)
It’s time to go
This ain’t no variety show
We’re sure you was someone
Someone with note
But buddy, it’s time to go
Oh buddy, it’s time to go
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