A He stand’s there like demon. A guitar or a pitch fork. E A Stare that look right through to your soul. He knows they come to see him. And they wonder why. He can’t stand still. E A And he look so tired and old. Chorus: D Sing a song try not to think. A Act like it don’t hurt E Sing a song to cover up your cry D Make him laugh let him dance A You know that you’ll make it. E A But they don’t know how hard you have to try With a smile that charms the woman. And a snare that make’s a man nervous He sing a song of lovin’ fightin’ man. The band wonders how he’s done it From what the world did to him. And why it never happen like they plan Chorus He pours out songs like water. With each one he seem stronger From somewhere comes a new found energy. He gives them half his heart And a slow song love ballad. And I feel a kindred spirit with in me Chorus Make him laugh let him dance. You know that you’ll make it But they don’t know how hard you have to try It’s over now and you’ve more than gotten by | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E |