调：Ab major•
Verse 1
Hoping
The next show ain't your last
Working all day, playing shows at night
You get mad at the club
Because the money ain't right.
Most of the time, you'd play for free,
order by number.
You got to wonder.
Sleeping in motels, holes in the walls,
0 .50 cents for outgoing phone calls.
or you could play blues,
but if you want to make it big,
you got to pay your dues.
will listen.
trying to get far.
Hoping, just hoping,
you don't have to sleep in your car.
Holding back tears as
you feel the pain.
Praying someday people might scream your
name.
People coming up want to shake your hand
because they saw your
show from the upper stand.
You'll be on the TV and videos.
You'll be that face everybody knows.
But for now,
you're playing Smokey Rooms.
And to make extra money,
pushing brooms,
Ab
Ab
You could play rock, you could play country,
or you could play blues,
but if you want to make it big,
you got to pay your dues.
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