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I AIN'T BEGGING
Copyright © 2006 - mickterry.com

1: His furry black friend lay patiently at his feet.
They each had a gray-whiskered jaw.
They neither did leave
his tattered old wheelchair seat,
parked next to the door of the mall.

2: A tiny black amp cranked all of the way past "10",
a cheap copycat of a Strat
crunched all of those tunes
from way before way-back-when
for the cash that was tossed in a hat.

CHORUS:
"I ain't begging", he kept saying.
"I'm only playing for the money.
I'm only playing for the paying,
which ain't that much.
I ain't begging", he kept saying.
"I'm only playing for the money.
I'm only playing for the paying
& not the touch."

3: His grizzled old face I'd see going to the store.
He'd sing like a howl at the moon.
I used to toss change
& probably'd give him more
if he only would sing more in tune.
CHORUS:

BRIDGE:
Life in a bottle, living out on the edge,
can only go so far so fast.
Life in a bottle, one day it'll hit the dregs
and then you find it's all gone past.

4: He wasn't all that outgoing. He was quite gruff.
He'd barely look past his guitar.
Would I have been more
attentive, a bit less tough,
if I'd known that he once was a star?
CHORUS:

Copyright © 2006  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
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To other homeless / poverty song lyrics:   LACK ATTACK
RUNAWAY CART
THE SIMPLE LIFE
BRAND NEW SLUMS
GOD, HOW I'M GLAD
SO LONG, SO WRONG
HOLE IN YOUR POCKET
AMONG THE RANKS (OF THE SELF-EMPLOYED)
To the TOP
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