Текст (слова) песни: Tom T. Hall - Senior Citizen Star
On the floor of the limo there`s a bottle of whiskey A white Stetson hat with a fine feather band His face covered up with the two day old paper He`s a songwriter legend that grey haired old man They don`t say much to him he don`t say much to them They wonder what goes on inside his old head Sometimes when they shake him tryin` to wake him He comes round so slowly they think that he`s dead And you`re not allowed to talk about Denver Colorado You`re not allowed to talk about his first wife Joanne You`re not allowed to talk about his first fiddle player Or anybody who ever worked in Elvis`s band
He motions the driver to get him some coffee He sits there and sips it his eyes on the floor When he`s readin` his paper he sometimes looks angry He`s still tryin` to figure out the Second World War He mentions Chicago the Opry and Wheeling His awards are all stacked in the box in his barn He made millions of dollars with a hoop and a holler Now he lives in a trailer on a five acre farm And you`re not allowed to talk about...
As the limo rolls on down the America`s highways Just frames to the sign on the side of his car It says pickin` and singin` for any occasion the songwrittin` senior citizen star
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