Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocal/Guitar/Production by Phillip Clarkson
HE PLAYED THE BIG STADIUMS
EVEN PLAYED THE OPRY
HAD A WHOLE LOT A FANS
A BIG MAN WHEN TALKING COUNTRY
HE TRAVELED A MILLION MILES OR TWO
ON HIS BIG SILVER EAGLE BUS
HAD A FIVE MEMBER COUNTRY BAND
THAT HE COULD ALWAYS TRUST
THEY WERE PLAYNG THE RIGHT CHORDS
SINGING THE RIGHT SONG'S AT THE RIGHT TIME
RECEIVING GOLD RECORDS AND AWARDS
THEM BOY'S WERE WORKING OVERTIME
CHORUS
THE SILVER EAGLE'S NOT ROLLING ANYMORE
HE'S PLAYING HIS FLAT TOP WHENEVER HE CAN
THE SILVER EAGLE'S NOT ROLLING ANYMORE
HE'S JUST A ONE MAN BAND
HE'S JUST A ONE MAN BAND (2ND CHORUS ONLY)
A BAD MANAGER TOOK HIS MONEY
LEFT HIM HIGH AND DRY
HE SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT COMING
THE MUSIC IN HIM WLL NEVER DIE
AS HE DRIVES HIS OLD CADILLAC
THOSE DAYS ARE GONE WITH THE WIND
HE WISHES HE COULD GO BACK
AND RIDE THAT EAGLE AGAIN
UP IS SOMETIMES DOWN
NO MORE SCREAMING FANS
AS THE WORLD GOES ROUND
HE'S PUT IT ALL IN GOD'S HANDS
(REPEAT CHORUS)
PLEASE DON'T CRY FOR HIM
HE PLAYED HIS MUSIC
AND LIVED HIS DREAMS
© 2016 Lyrics by Tony Harris
Vocal/Guitar/Mix Phillip Clarkson (BMI)