Chords Of Fame

I found him by the stage last night

He was breathing his last breath

A bottle of gin and a cigarette

Was all he had left

Well I know that you make music

'Cause you carry your guitar

But God help the troubadour

Who tries to be a star

Come on and play the chords of love my friend

Play the chords of pain

But if you wanna keep your song, no no don't

Don't play the chords of fame, oh no no

You know I've seen my share of hustlers

As they tried to take the world

And when they find their melody

They're surrounded by the girls

But it all fades so quickly

Like a sunny summer day

Reporters ask you questions

And they write down what you say

So come on and play the chords of love my friend

Play the chords of pain

But if you wanna keep your song, no no don't

Don't play the chords of fame, oh no no

They'll rob you of your innocence

They'll put you up for sale

The more that you will find success

The more that you will fail

I've been around, I had my share

And I really can't complain

But I wonder who I left behind

On the other side of fame

Oh come on and play the chords of love my friend

Play the chords of pain

But if you wanna keep your song, no no don't

Don't play the chords of fame, oh no

No, oh don't, don't play the chords of fame

Oh don't, no don't, don't play the chords of fame

Oh don't, no don't, don't play the chords of fame