Marc-Alan Barnette songs
TABLES AND CHAIRS
MAB/FISHER
Another night is ending, the crowd has shuffeld out
Two guys had the end of the bar, throw their last Buds down
The smokey haze has lifted the work lights have come on
Now I'm packing up this old guitar and headed home alone
Chorus
I DO WHAT I DO FOR THE LOVE OF IT
SURE AIN'T FOR THE BUCKS
MAYBE SOME MAGIC WILL WANDER IN
IF I LOOK DEEP ENOUGH
CAUSE WHAT THEY SEE THREE HOURS A NIGHT
IS A TOURTURED SOUL LAID BARE
SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE
I'M PLAYING FOR TABLES AND CHAIRS
She used to come here with me and hang on every line
Since they were all about her, I had a reason to write
But she couldn't take the lifestyle of this gypsy on the move
You don't choose music, music chooses you
MAB/FISHER
Another night is ending, the crowd has shuffeld out
Two guys had the end of the bar, throw their last Buds down
The smokey haze has lifted the work lights have come on
Now I'm packing up this old guitar and headed home alone
Chorus
I DO WHAT I DO FOR THE LOVE OF IT
SURE AIN'T FOR THE BUCKS
MAYBE SOME MAGIC WILL WANDER IN
IF I LOOK DEEP ENOUGH
CAUSE WHAT THEY SEE THREE HOURS A NIGHT
IS A TOURTURED SOUL LAID BARE
SOMETIMES IT FEELS LIKE
I'M PLAYING FOR TABLES AND CHAIRS
She used to come here with me and hang on every line
Since they were all about her, I had a reason to write
But she couldn't take the lifestyle of this gypsy on the move
You don't choose music, music chooses you
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