I go in for singing, I do it for my pay
With a few good friends and neighbors into playin' the nighttime tunes
But the kind of gig I can really dig is swiggin' at the break of day
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
I believe in magic, a little monkeyshines But the kind of row I can really hoe is playin' in tune on time
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room Oh Lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune
With rhythms all around us we're like weavers at the loom
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
right Well the kind of test that I like the best is rubbin' the wrong girl
And a few good friends and neighbors in to playin' the nighttime tunes
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
When it comes to mornin' and goin' out at night Oh Lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel roomWith rhythms all around us we're like weavers at the loom.
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