I been drinking all day for a livin' been dreaming bout movin' on Seems like every little thing I do they been putting in a country song And I saw you on the TV man is that some kind of joke You been making a killing off the shoes I'm filling while I'm sitting here gone broke So as long as we're trading favors a little pleasure for my pain Let me stand up there just one time and here 'em call my name My friends all think I'm crazy and my mamma wouldn't understand But just one time before I die I want to sit in with the band Well I know it must be something your talent or your style Your hundred dollar blue jeans or your million dollar smile But I don't need me no gold records I don't need no limousines I don't need to tear up my dressing room with no Beaumont beauty queens And I don't care if its backwoods country I don't care if its rock and roll I don't care if it's humming through my old tin roof or playin' on the radio My friends all think I'm crazy c and my mama wouldn't understand But just one time before I die I want to sit in with the band