Tip Jar

Late at night when I wander through my dreams

My lady lay right next to me while I pretend to sleep

And I’m counting all these pennies when I should be counting sheep

It’s the price of living a dream

But it’s smokey bars and dancehalls

One more song y’all our last call

You give it all ya got like it courses through your veins

Hear the applause as the last note rings

But it’s playing for ghosts and empty rooms

It’s a tale about a dream waiting on a fool

Until then I’m trying to keep

My tip jar half full

Some people tell me I’m doing the right thing

Some people wanna tell me I’m making a mistake

But this war rages inside of me it seems every day

It’s my burden, a price I pay

But it’s smokey bars and dancehalls

One more song y’all our last call

I’m giving it all I got like it courses through these veins

I hear the applause as the last note rings

But it’s playing for ghosts and empty rooms

It’s a tale about a dream waiting on a fool

Until then I’m trying to keep

My tip jar half full

Cause man I’m trying to keep this dream alive

When that song hits just right

I got the whole crowd singing to a song that I wrote

I feel the tears well up on the high notes

‘Cause man this is what I love this is what I do

There’s still a dream out there waiting on this fool

Until then I’m trying to keep

I’ll keep picking on these strings

Until then I’m trying to keep

My tip jar half full