The Bass Player
I found my dad's old rusty Richenbacher
Played every day with Donny down the street
We wrote the kind of songs
We wanted every band to write
We were just killing time
When mom and dad split up and left me hanging
I worked real hard and I got our first gig
The music got me through
The hardest times when I was young
We were just killing time
Never wrote nothing down
We played by heart, singing whoa whoa-oh
Staring out at the crowd
Nothing hurt anymore
Dropped out of school so I could hit the road
'Cause I was suffocating back in my hometown
And we played shows all up and down the coast
Yeah, we were broke but we were kicking ass
And everyone thought Donny was a rockstar
They said I was slowing him down
Then Donny's dad, he tried to make me quit
Because he thought I was just killing time
Never wrote that hit song
But kids lined up to sing whoa whoa-oh
Damn, we could do no wrong
But nothing lasts forever
Well, Donny got a deal and moved to LA
I settled down and I've been doing fine
My kid dug out my rusty Richenbacher
And I can hear her killing time
Never wrote nothing down
She played by heart, singing whoa whoa-oh
Staring out at the crowd
Nothing hurt anymore
Played every day with Donny down the street
We wrote the kind of songs
We wanted every band to write
We were just killing time
When mom and dad split up and left me hanging
I worked real hard and I got our first gig
The music got me through
The hardest times when I was young
We were just killing time
Never wrote nothing down
We played by heart, singing whoa whoa-oh
Staring out at the crowd
Nothing hurt anymore
Dropped out of school so I could hit the road
'Cause I was suffocating back in my hometown
And we played shows all up and down the coast
Yeah, we were broke but we were kicking ass
And everyone thought Donny was a rockstar
They said I was slowing him down
Then Donny's dad, he tried to make me quit
Because he thought I was just killing time
Never wrote that hit song
But kids lined up to sing whoa whoa-oh
Damn, we could do no wrong
But nothing lasts forever
Well, Donny got a deal and moved to LA
I settled down and I've been doing fine
My kid dug out my rusty Richenbacher
And I can hear her killing time
Never wrote nothing down
She played by heart, singing whoa whoa-oh
Staring out at the crowd
Nothing hurt anymore
Credits
Writer(s): Francois Goudreault
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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