I've been singin' since I was two years old,
almost right out of my mamma's womb.
I'll probably be singin' in the heat and the cold,
or until they lay me in my tomb.

Singin's what I do and singin's really fun,
but I've got to pay on my truck.
So I'm out here singin' for all came undone,
can you share an empty can with a buck?

If you might wanna do it better,
you're welcome to give it a try.
I've got this microphone with no wires,
be my guest my day off will start tonight.

(well can you sing?) I'm Tryin' to Find You.
(what can you bring?) Come On Don't Run.
(I still believe) I Won't Over Look You.
(be just like me) Sing Some Just for Fun.
(we'll who's to know) Don't Be Reserved Tonight.
(run the show) It Should Come Out Naturally.
(we want to know) Are You Just Posin' Up Before Flight.
(hey don't go) I Guess That's Your Thing.
(well can you sing?) Get Up On This Stage, Like Me.

When my teens came a comin' I refused to be told,
many times no doubt not assumed.
Never count me out no matter if you're bold,
in baseball Sunday's a sweepin' broom.

You know I know what I know that I know,
I know just can't ever be bought.
'Cuz you know you ain't got enough cash in your drawer,
much less right here stuffed in your crotch.

If you're believin' you can do it better,
climb the stage and show me the light.
If you need a prop take my guitar,
I salute you son I'm out and takin' flight.

(well can you sing?) I'm Tryin' to Find You.
(what can you bring?) Come On Don't Run.
(I still believe) I Won't Over Look You.
(be just like me) Sing Some Just for Fun.
(we'll who's to know) Don't Be Reserved Tonight.
(run the show) It Should Come Out Naturally.
(we want to know) Are You Just Posin' Up Before Flight.
(hey don't go) I Guess That's Your Thing.
(well can you sing?) Get Up On This Stage, Like Me.

Now I'm on my own and runnin' my own show,
payin' all my bills from consumed.
Everything I'm buyin' comes from my rawhide,
and I hope soon one day to be groomed.

And when I find her gonna wine and diner,
but tonight I'm just here to get paid.
So please tip the waitresses and the bar tenders,
and spare another buck for band mates.

Now don't forget I invited you up on stage,
if you're a singer I'm takin' lessons tonight.
The entire band will sing along with you.
I'm leavin' early, if I can find my ride.

(well can you sing?) I'm Tryin' to Find You.
(what can you bring?) Come On Don't Run.
(I still believe) I Won't Over Look You.
(be just like me) Sing Some Just for Fun.
(we'll who's to know) Don't Be Reserved Tonight.
(run the show) It Should Come Out Naturally.
(we want to know) Are You Just Posin' Up Before Flight.
(hey don't go) I Guess That's Your Thing.
(well can you sing?) Get Up On This Stage, Like Me.

Music and Lyrics, 2017: Peter J. Beauchemin