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Sit down, Mr. Music Man, tell me where you've been,
The songs you sing are of your home, and the things you've done and
seen;
The way you sing it makes me feel a thousand miles away,
But don't tell lies, it's in your eyes the price you've had to pay.
Waiter, bring another drink and give it to my friend,
It won't be long before he's gone and on the road again;
Another town, another bar, maybe next time nearer home,
Once more to make the promise that he never more would roam.
I'll tell you, Mr. Stranger, though you needn't buy a drink,
Life's not easy on the road, it's not just what they think;
For three years i've been travellin' 'round, the good times and the
bad,
But the thing I miss is my baby's kiss and the son that called me dad.
Another week and I'll be gone, make my promise once again,
But long before the seasons change I'm headin for the train;
So many times I've neared the top, but fate got in the way,
Behind these eyes you'll realize the price I've had to pay.
Now the jukebox stopped, it's quiet again, the lights are gettin
low,
Faces turn expectantly, it's time to start the show;
So I'll sing a song for you my friend, and thank you for your time,
Maybe someday soon we'll meet again farther down the line/
Sit down, Mr. Music Man, tell me where you've been,
The songs you sing are of your home, and the things you've done and
seen;
The way you sing it makes me feel a thousand miles away,
But don't tell lies, it's in your eyes the price you've had to pay.
But don't tell lies, it's in your eyes the price you've had to pay.
See more songs by "Little" John Cameron.
Note 08 Apr 2007 - our sincere appreciation to Jacqueline and Katy Barr, John's wife and daughter, for sharing John's original lyrics with GEST.
