Hangdog Hotel Room |
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Words and Music by: Gordon Lightfoot
Arranged and adapted by: Publisher: |
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Recorded by Gordon Lightfoot | BSK3149, 25784 | ||
Lyrics: I go in for singing, I do it for my pay But the kind of gig I can really dig is swiggin' at the break of day With a few good friends and neighbors into playin' the nighttime tunes 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 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 Oh Lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room When it comes to mornin' and goin' out at night Well the kind of test that I like the best is rubbin' the wrong girl right 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 Oh Lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room 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 |
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