The Performer

G CG C I stand on this stage, one empty page G C G Nothing to tell, so little to sell F C G C Wont you come on in my old friends and sit down G C G C Im just what you see, theres nothing to me G C G A piece of the end that never has been F C G Wont you come on in my old friends and sit down Chorus: C D G G Cant you tell by my clothes I never made it C D G G Cant you hear that my songs just wont sing C D G G Cant you see in my eyes that I hate it F C Dsus4 Wasting twenty four years on a dream Thanks for coming by to sit and watch me die God knows friends i might theres three more shoulders tonight Wont you come on in my old friends and sit down Chorus Thanks for coming by... by: Jos Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com