Cover Band

Started in a 10 by 12 room on our drummer's second floor
Supposed to be a three-piece but my buddy played bass, so we had four
Book some gigs, worked up a set
We weren't trying to be big star bound
'Cause we could play other people's songs all night
And burn the barrooms down

We've played every kind of stage
Set 'em up and tore 'em down
From practicing out in a garage
To the honky tonk downtown
Our weekend profession with a gear obsession
That our wives don't understand
Living out our rock star dreams
In a cover band

Same old bar in a different town, you could say we've played a few
Been fired for rockin' too hard and told not to play the blues
Downed more beer than we can count
We've rode the rail, we've drank top shelf
And got a whole lotta mileage out of
Keep Your Hands to Yourself

We've played every kind of stage
Set 'em up and tore 'em down
From a flatbed in the country
To the honky tonk downtown
Our weekend profession with a gear obsession
That our wives don't understand
Living out our rock star dreams
In a cover band

Ten grand of gear in a thousand dollar truck
Driving two hundred miles to make a hundred bucks
Tune it up boys, let's get in a groove
Give those dancers room to move
Gimme Three on a count of four
...Two, three, four

We've played every kind of stage
Set 'em up and tore 'em down
From the corner of some dive bar
To the honky tonk downtown
Our weekend profession with a gear obsession
That our wives don't understand
Living out our rock star dreams
In a cover band

Cover band

Cover band