Singer of Songs Lyrics

I'm up on the stage, under the dim bar glow

Singing the tunes that you all know

The crowd's got their drinks, eyes fixed ahead

As the music hums like words unsaid

There's a couple slow dancing by the door

And the old man grins, knowing what's in store

I sing the hits, you know them all

From the jukebox days to the dancehall

I can't write my own, never could

But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would

I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show

And sometimes I'll take one of you home

There's a girl in the corner, tapping her feet

With a smile that's shy but a little sweet

I see the lovers whisper, the bartender yawn

It's all the same when the night drags on

But when I hit that note, you all come alive

Like we're frozen in time, but we survive

I see them smile, but wonder who they see

Just a man with a song, or someone like me?

I sing the hits, you know them all

From the jukebox days to the dancehall

I can't write my own, never could

But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would

I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show

And sometimes I'll take one of you home

From weddings to bars, from ski towns to fairs

I've been everywhere, I've seen those stares

But it's your smiles that keep me here

In this smoky room with a lonely cheer

There was a time I thought I'd shine

Now I just keep the beat, keep you in line

I sing the hits, you know them all

From the jukebox days to the dancehall

I can't write my own, never could

But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would

I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show

And sometimes I'll take one of you home

I see the lights flicker, the night wears thin

But this stage, it still feels like home within

I might not have songs I can call my own

But in these chords, I'm never alone

Each note I play pulls me further away

But in this song, I'll stay one more day

I sing the hits, but in my mind

There's a song I play that's one of a kind

I sing the hits, you know them all

From the jukebox days to the dancehall

I can't write my own, never could

But I'll make you smile, yeah, I knew I would

I'm the singer of songs, I'll give you a show

And sometimes I'll take one of you home

Their eyes glaze over, like stars that won't shine

And I wonder if their dreams look a lot like mine

The crowd fades away, but the notes linger on

And I'm still here, long after they're gone