Songwriter: Kenny Rogers
Producer: Billy Sherrill
Sing a song
Sweet music man
Cause I won't be there to hold your hand
Like I used to
I'm through with you
You're a beautiful singer
And a powerful man
But you surround yourself with people
Who demand so little of you
You touched my soul with your beautiful songs
You even had me singing along right with you
You said I need you
Then you changed the words
And added harmony
You sang the song
You had written for me to someone new
Nobody sings the love songs quite like you do
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel things are right
But I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a love song quite like you
Sing your songs
Sweet music man
You travel the world with a six piece band
That does for you what you ask 'em to
You try to stay young
But the songs are sung
To so many people
Who've all begun to came back on you
Sing your song
Sad music man
You're making your living doing one night stands
They're through with you
They don't need you
You're still a beautiful singer
But a broken man
But you'll keep on looking for one last fan to sing to
But nobody sings the love songs quite like you do
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel things are right
But I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a love song quite like you
Sing your song
Sweet music man
Sweet music man
Cause I won't be there to hold your hand
Like I used to
I'm through with you
You're a beautiful singer
And a powerful man
But you surround yourself with people
Who demand so little of you
You touched my soul with your beautiful songs
You even had me singing along right with you
You said I need you
Then you changed the words
And added harmony
You sang the song
You had written for me to someone new
Nobody sings the love songs quite like you do
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel things are right
But I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a love song quite like you
Sing your songs
Sweet music man
You travel the world with a six piece band
That does for you what you ask 'em to
You try to stay young
But the songs are sung
To so many people
Who've all begun to came back on you
Sing your song
Sad music man
You're making your living doing one night stands
They're through with you
They don't need you
You're still a beautiful singer
But a broken man
But you'll keep on looking for one last fan to sing to
But nobody sings the love songs quite like you do
Nobody else can make me sing along
Nobody else can make me feel things are right
But I know they're wrong
Nobody sings a love song quite like you
Sing your song
Sweet music man