paroles de chanson A Lot Like Me - Mary Chapin Carpenter
He
was
a
long
tall
stranger
from
way
down
south
Where
he′d
left
his
life
behind
He
had
a
big
old
Gibson
and
a
pickup
truck
And
Shenandoah
eyes
And
I
remember
him
sitting
in
that
local
bar
Where
I
earned
my
pay
each
night
Singing
my
songs
to
empty
chairs
and
going
home
half
tight
So
the
nights
rolled
by
like
headlights
shining
on
a
lonesome
strip
of
tar
I
kept
his
word
of
kindness
close
to
me
like
a
pick
on
my
guitar
And
we
talked
about
the
singers
and
the
songs
we
loved
And
the
songs
we'd
most
forgot
In
that
rundown
bar
they′d
make
last
call
And
I'd
never
want
to
stop
Chorus:
Cause
I
was
living
on
nothing
but
a
young
girl's
dreams
With
my
cowboy
boots
and
my
old
six
string
Hitching
my
wagon
to
a
star,
dreaming
of
leaving
those
local
bars
When
I′d
get
him
up
at
closing
time
For
a
couple
of
songs
and
a
chance
to
shine
Like
the
star
that
he
longed
to
be
He
looked
a
hell
of
a
lot
like
me
Well
he′d
played
a
lot
of
places
where
the
only
wages
were
food
and
beer
for
free
No
fancy
licks
but
he
had
him
a
gift
for
the
kinds
of
songs
he'd
ding
But
you
do
what
you
can
to
be
a
satisfied
man
Just
to
have
your
piece
of
mind
So
he
gave
it
all
up
for
a
government
job
where
the
paychecks
come
on
time
So
now
he
comes
to
the
bar
to
hear
me
play
guitar
And
to
share
a
drink
or
two
And
we
sit
swapping
tales
of
where
we′ve
been
and
what
we'd
rather
do
There′s
a
wealth
of
dangers
when
you're
talking
to
strangers
And
I
meet
them
all
the
time
But
my
heart
knew
better
than
my
head
when
I
looked
into
those
yes
Chorus:
Well
maybe
I′ll
quit
when
I've
got
me
a
kid
and
a
place
to
call
my
own
But
tonight
there
ain't
nobody
there
waiting
up
for
me
at
home
It′s
a
helluva
way
to
live
from
day
to
day
Not
knowing
where
you′re
bound
But
the
look
in
his
eyes
made
me
realize
I
was
glad
for
the
life
I'd
found
Chorus:
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