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Another empty bar room Playing songs for empty chairs A deaf dog and his blind master Are in the crowd and no one cares The singer tells his stories No one really wants to know They're trying to watch the tv No one cares about his show A break comes and he's sitting Talking to the tender of the bar On a torn and worn out bar stool Eating pickled eggs out of a jar Complaining of his station How he is just playing, making rhymes When a voice out of the corner asks "Can we talk...if you've time" I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free I've helped singers before you Wives, and mothers, fathers, sons I've helped with politics and warfare I've been at both ends of the gun In your case, it is simple I'll talk of music and of muse And I'll give you some advice boy, Some advice, I think you'll use I was there back in the fifties When Hank Williams died en route Who'd you think was driving? I helped him pick his suit I made deals with Elvis Presley One too many so it seems I help many climb the mountain They deal with me to reach their dreams I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free Talent is a godsend, **** I hate that word But, it only gets you started You don't move on, if you're not heard I was there with Jimi Hendrix I sat and watched him die He was only one of many Who could look me in the eye I've crashed cars and downed airplanes I've watched so many play the fool I was there back in the sixties Pushing Brian Jones into his pool Keith Moon and countless others Have sought my help to move along They gave their souls for ever For the small price of just a song I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free I helped a man named Chapman Buy a gun and change his time He wanted to be famous And I wanted his soul to be mine I helped Belushi load his needle I was there with music ****** I remember how Jim Morrison Shut his eyes, and closed the Doors I can help you if you'd let me Take you far from clubs like these Put you far up on a mountain Where people come crawling on their knees The man looked at the stranger The barkeep couldn't see Don't worry said the stranger Right now, it's you and me I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free There's a deal upon the table It might be vague, but trust me son No one else in life will help you I'm the only one As there's a god in heaven He doesn't care if you get rich And face it, aren't these taverns Just enough to be a ***** I can have you playing big shows Selling out, folks know your name You can be the one controlling Not just playing in the game A handshake, all I need right now The contract, I'll work on Just tell me that you'll do it And from now on, I'll be gone I was Allen Klein to many Colonel Tom to others too I've been Beelzebub and Faustus I've been many names to you I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free The offer is a good one Just look around and make a choice You came here on a greyhound You'll leave in a Rolls Royce Time will be your ally You will have all the time you need To reach the music high ground To have the fame, to succeed The barkeep broke the silence The singer went back to the stage But, somehow he was different It seemed the singer turned the page What answer did he give him Did he take the Devil's deal Was this just a drunken vision Or was this devil's offer real We may never know the answer For talent only goes so far And for now the singer's singing To a deaf dog in this old bar The silver tongued kibitzer Disappeared into the night Did our singer sell his soul or Did our singer do what's right?
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
I've been around for ever (a devil's tale )
Another empty bar room Playing songs for empty chairs A deaf dog and his blind master Are in the crowd and no one cares The singer tells his stories No one really wants to know They're trying to watch the tv No one cares about his show A break comes and he's sitting Talking to the tender of the bar On a torn and worn out bar stool Eating pickled eggs out of a jar Complaining of his station How he is just playing, making rhymes When a voice out of the corner asks "Can we talk...if you've time" I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free I've helped singers before you Wives, and mothers, fathers, sons I've helped with politics and warfare I've been at both ends of the gun In your case, it is simple I'll talk of music and of muse And I'll give you some advice boy, Some advice, I think you'll use I was there back in the fifties When Hank Williams died en route Who'd you think was driving? I helped him pick his suit I made deals with Elvis Presley One too many so it seems I help many climb the mountain They deal with me to reach their dreams I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free Talent is a godsend, **** I hate that word But, it only gets you started You don't move on, if you're not heard I was there with Jimi Hendrix I sat and watched him die He was only one of many Who could look me in the eye I've crashed cars and downed airplanes I've watched so many play the fool I was there back in the sixties Pushing Brian Jones into his pool Keith Moon and countless others Have sought my help to move along They gave their souls for ever For the small price of just a song I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free I helped a man named Chapman Buy a gun and change his time He wanted to be famous And I wanted his soul to be mine I helped Belushi load his needle I was there with music ****** I remember how Jim Morrison Shut his eyes, and closed the Doors I can help you if you'd let me Take you far from clubs like these Put you far up on a mountain Where people come crawling on their knees The man looked at the stranger The barkeep couldn't see Don't worry said the stranger Right now, it's you and me I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free There's a deal upon the table It might be vague, but trust me son No one else in life will help you I'm the only one As there's a god in heaven He doesn't care if you get rich And face it, aren't these taverns Just enough to be a ***** I can have you playing big shows Selling out, folks know your name You can be the one controlling Not just playing in the game A handshake, all I need right now The contract, I'll work on Just tell me that you'll do it And from now on, I'll be gone I was Allen Klein to many Colonel Tom to others too I've been Beelzebub and Faustus I've been many names to you I've been around for ever Since time began for sure I can help you if you'll let me I can open up the doors I'm known by many titles Silver tongued, though I may be I can help you if you'll let me But, my help....is not for free The offer is a good one Just look around and make a choice You came here on a greyhound You'll leave in a Rolls Royce Time will be your ally You will have all the time you need To reach the music high ground To have the fame, to succeed The barkeep broke the silence The singer went back to the stage But, somehow he was different It seemed the singer turned the page What answer did he give him Did he take the Devil's deal Was this just a drunken vision Or was this devil's offer real We may never know the answer For talent only goes so far And for now the singer's singing To a deaf dog in this old bar The silver tongued kibitzer Disappeared into the night Did our singer sell his soul or Did our singer do what's right?
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Oct 17, 2013
Oct 17, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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