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Who draws the crowd and plays so loud,

Baby its the guitar man.

Whos gonna steal the show, you know

Baby its the guitar man,



He can make you love, he can make you cry

He will bring you down, then hell get you high

Somethin keeps him goin, miles and miles a day

To find another place to play.



Night after night who treats you right,

Baby its the guitar man

Whos on the radio, you go listen

To the guitar man



Then he comes to town, and you see his face,

And you think you might like to take his place

Somethin keeps him driftin miles and miles away

Searchin for the songs to play.



Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along,

You want to get the meaning out of each and evry song

Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own

And take them home.



He can make you love, he can get you high

He will bring you down, then hell make you cry

Somethin keeps him movin, but no one seems to know

What it is that makes him go.



Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim

The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin

But he never seems to notice hes just got to find

Another place to play,

Anyway got to play, anyway got to play.

Who draws the crowd and plays so loud,

Baby its the guitar man.

Whos gonna steal the show, you know

Baby its the guitar man,



He can make you love, he can make you cry

He will bring you down, then hell get you high

Somethin keeps him goin, miles and miles a day

To find another place to play.



Night after night who treats you right,

Baby its the guitar man

Whos on the radio, you go listen

To the guitar man



Then he comes to town, and you see his face,

And you think you might like to take his place

Somethin keeps him driftin miles and miles away

Searchin for the songs to play.



Then you listen to the music and you like to sing along,

You want to get the meaning out of each and evry song

Then you find yourself a message and some words to call your own

And take them home.



He can make you love, he can get you high

He will bring you down, then hell make you cry

Somethin keeps him movin, but no one seems to know

What it is that makes him go.



Then the lights begin to flicker and the sound is getting dim

The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin

But he never seems to notice hes just got to find

Another place to play,

Anyway got to play, anyway got to play.

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