I don't know why they come here?   I'm only glad they do   They're gonna pay the bills for me and you   People out for an evenin'   They have a real good time   But when I play, I feel just like I'm miming      I made a stand for the music   To turn the page with ease   I got the smile that says, "I'm here to please"   Me and the bass guitarist   Have even shined our shoes   The drummer's shoes are dirty to confuse      Yeah   I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days   I guess that I'll tell them that there ain't much to tell   The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing   And the band wore blue shirts   And the music played on      Then at the end of the evenin'   They throw the suckers out   Don't get me wrong, I got no beef about it   I get my rates from the union   I get my shirts real cheap   I get my money   Get home, get some sleep      Yeah   I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days   I guess that I'll tell them that there ain't much to tell   The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing   And the band wore blue shirts   And the music played on      Yeah   I guess someday my kids will ask me 'bout the old days   I guess that I'll tell them that there ain't much to tell   The waiters wore black dinner jackets and all that kind of thing   And the band wore blue shirts   And the music played on      The music played on   The music played on   The music played on   And on