Mile Train: Music

• MP3 play whole song, hi-fi (broadband)

It was our first show in Florida and no one was listening. At the time it was me(Pippin), Hall and Reddish. It was very depressing but we toughed it out and played the whole weekend. When we got back to Carrollton, a friend of mine called and said that he was going to sell all of his music equipment because no one was listening to him play. I told him to cowboy up and keep at it, sometimes you just have to look them in the eye and smile at the rest. He eventualy quit but I got a song out of it.

Stumbling back to the hotel room
More than drunk trying to find my way to bed

The crowd that night was less than impressed
But the CD’s sold and the beer relieved the stress

It’s sometimes hard when the buzz is gone
And the people don’t know one damn song you played

But you play and you sweat and you pay and you fret
You give them hell and take what you can get

Because it’s not always a show at the fox
And the guitar smells like jack on the rocks tonight

Chorus:
But you give them your soul and you make it real
You give them that run down, down home feel
You look them in the eye and smile at the rest
You kick them in the ass and hit them in the chest

Sitting on a stool with a mic and a pick
And the guitar starting to sound like shit tonight

The guy in the back wants a song I don’t know
So I buy him a beer and continue with the show

Well the DJ seems to get him on the floor
Why the hell do I try any more

Because I’ve given my life to hitting these strings
One smiling face is enough for me to sing

Because it’s not always a show at the fox
And the guitar smells like jack on the rocks tonight

Chorus