Вершы: Cake. The Guitar Man.

Who draws the crowd, who plays so loud?
Baby, it's the guitar man
Who's gonna steal the show, you know?
Baby, it's the guitar man

He can make you love
He can make you cry
He will break you down
An' he will get you high

And something keeps him going
Miles and miles away
To find another place to play

And night after night, who treats you right?
Baby, it's the guitar man
And who's on the radio, you know?
Baby, it's the guitar man

When he comes to town
And you see his face
And you think you might
Like to take his place

Something keeps him drifting
Miles and miles away
Searching for the songs to play

Then you listen to the music and you'd like to sing along
And you want to get the meaning out of each and every song
And you find yourself a message and some words to call your own
And take 'em home

[Incomprehensible]
Ya
Ohh, ho

He can make you love
He can get you high
And he will bring you down
He will make you cry

Something keeps him moving
But no one seems to know
What it is that makes him go?

Then the lights being to flicker and the sound is getting dim
The voice begins to falter and the crowds are getting thin
But he never seems to notice
He's just gotta find another place to play

Anyway
Got to play
Anyway
Aaa aaa
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