Sit in With the Band - Hayes Carll

I been drinking all day for a livin'

Been dreaming bout movin' on

Seems like every little thing I

Do they been putting in a country song

And I saw you on the TV man is that some kind of joke

You been making a killing off the shoes I’m filling

While I’m sitting here gone broke

So as long as we’re trading favors

A little pleasure for my pain

Let me stand up there just one time

And here 'em call my name

My friends all think I’m crazy

And my mamma wouldn’t understand

But just one time before I die

I want to sit in with the band

Well I know it must be something

Your talent or your style

Your hundred dollar blue jeans

Or your million dollar smile

But I don’t need me no gold records

I don’t need no limousines

I don’t need to tear up my dressing room

With no Beaumont beauty queens

And I don’t care if its backwoods country

I don’t care if its rock and roll

I don’t care if it’s humming through my old tin roof

Or playin' on the radio

My friends all think I’m crazy

And my mama wouldn’t understand

But just one time before I die

I want to sit in with the band