Testo A Lot Like Me - Mary Chapin Carpenter
Testo della canzone A Lot Like Me (Mary Chapin Carpenter), tratta dall'album Hometown Girl
He was a long tall stranger from way down south
Where he left his life behind
He had a big ol' Gibson and a pickup truck
And Shenandoah eyes
And I remember him sitting in the local bar
Where I earned my pay each night
Singing my songs to empty chairs
And going home half tight
And so the nights rolled by like headlights shining
On a lonesome strip of tar
I kept his words of kindness close to me
Like a pick on my guitar
And we'd talk about the singers and the songs we loved
And the songs we'd most forgot
In that rundown bar they'd make last call
And I'd never want to stop
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams
With my cowboy boots and my old six string
Hitching my wagon to a star
Dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time
For a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Like the star that he longed to be
He looked a hell of a lot like me
Well, he played a lot of places where the only wages
Were food and beer for free
No fancy licks but he had 'em a gift
For the kind of songs he'd sing
But you do what you can to be a satisfied man
Just to have your peace of mind
And so he gave it all up for a government job
Where the paychecks come on time
So now he comes to the bar to hear me play guitar
And to share a drink or two
And we sit swapping tales of where we've been
And what we'd rather do
Well, there's a wealth of dangers when you're talking to strangers
And I meet them all the time
But my heart knew better than my head
When I looked into those eyes
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams
With my cowboy boots and my old six string
Hitching my wagon to a star
Dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time
For a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Like the star that he longed to be
He looked a hell of a lot like me
Well, maybe I'll quit when I got me a kid
And a place to call my own
But tonight there ain't nobody there
Waiting up for me at home
It's a hell of a way to live from day to day
Not knowing where you're bound
But that look in his eyes made me realize
I was glad for the life I'd found
'Cause I was living on nothing but a young girl's dreams
With my cowboy boots and my old six string
Hitching my wagon to a star
Dreaming of leaving those local bars
When I'd get him up at closing time
For a couple of songs and a chance to shine
Like the star that he longed to be
He looked a hell of a lot like me
Like the star that he'd always be
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Writer(s): Mary Carpenter
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