David Gates, 1972)



Who draws the crowd and plays so loud, baby it's the guitar man

Who's gonna steal the show, you know baby it's the guitar man

He can make you love, he can make you cry

He will bring you down then he'll 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 it's the guitar man

Who's 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 stay along

You want to get the meaning out of each and every 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 he'll 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 he's just got to find

Another place to play, Anyway Got to play, anyway Got to play



André Velloso - Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

e-mail: alv@domain.com.br