He Ain't Making Music Anymore

There's a girl who like to hear him sing a love song…

like he used to do

When she could feel those green eyes turning, to her table -

surely learnin' that the lines were true

And he'd stand right up and sing it, like he meant it

'cause he always did

And how she loved to hear them ask him for just one more

for the lonely read ahead

And there was one about some crazy things

They tried in New Orleans

And for a time they lived outside the law

And the song about the stranger

Kept the feelings in her jeans

And how she's like to feel it like before

But he ain't makin' music anymore

And there's a hot band down the corner in from Houston…

picking country blues

And she'll drag him down to see them, play his song that they recorded

'cause they asked her to

And he'll close his eyes and listen, halfway sleepin'

and he makes her cry

For she remembers how them bright light and his lonesome song

could keep her soul alive

And there was one about some crazy things

They tried in New Orleans

And for a time they lived outside the law

And the song about the stranger

Kept the feelings in her jeans

And how she's like to feel it like before

But he ain't makin' music anymore

And there was one about some crazy things

They tried in New Orleans

When for a time they lived outside the law

And the song about the stranger

Kept the feelings in her jeans

And how she's like to feel it like before

But he ain't makin' music anymore