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(Shel Silverstein - Fred Koller)

I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell.

Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall
Twas that cold night in December when we played Carnegie Hall
Now we're smokin' marijuana singin' flat but doin' well
Till I took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell.

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I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits
For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots
Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell
Once a dopefiend now a drunker with no song left to sell.

Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell
With no song left to sell...
(Shel Silverstein - Fred Koller)      I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits   For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots   Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell   Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell.      Hide a face you might remember hide a voice you may recall   Twas that cold night in December when we played Carnegie Hall   Now we're smokin' marijuana singin' flat but doin' well   Till I took my first drink of whiskey we started down the road to hell.      --- Instrumental ---      I have pawned my golden records I have sold my sequent suits   For a bottle of rye whiskey I gave up my fancy boots   Now I stand here on the corner with a sad sad tail to tell   Once a dopefiend now a drunker with no song left to sell.      Once a rock star now a drunker with no song left to sell   With no song left to sell...