Johnny Cash - Backstage Pass lyrics
[Johnny Cash - Backstage Pass lyrics]
Hello I'm Johnny Cash one night
I had a backstage pass to
The Willie Nelson Show
There were wackos and weirdos
And dingbats and dodos
And athletes and movie stars
And David Allan Coe
There was leather and lace
And every minority race
With a backstage pass to
The Willie Nelson Show
Kristofferson got an offer for a movie
Promoters closed another deal or two
Waylon got a call from his son Shooter and
He went home the minute he was through
I moved with the mob at intermission
To the green room where you
See who you can see
There were has-been's and
Would-be's and never-were's
Paupers punks and millionaires and me
And there were wackos
Hell's Angels blocked the traffic
To the building
In order for the beer truck to come through
And waiting in the wings to sing with
Willie were hopeful stars
Of flickering magnitude
There was a singer Willie knew
Back in the fifties
Who once paid him fifty dollars for a song
There were women who once did
And some who still would
I heard one ask did Connie come along
And there were wackos
I wish you could have been there, well
Maybe you were
I had a backstage pass to
The Willie Nelson Show
There were wackos and weirdos
And dingbats and dodos
And athletes and movie stars
And David Allan Coe
There was leather and lace
And every minority race
With a backstage pass to
The Willie Nelson Show
Kristofferson got an offer for a movie
Promoters closed another deal or two
Waylon got a call from his son Shooter and
He went home the minute he was through
I moved with the mob at intermission
To the green room where you
See who you can see
There were has-been's and
Would-be's and never-were's
Paupers punks and millionaires and me
And there were wackos
Hell's Angels blocked the traffic
To the building
In order for the beer truck to come through
And waiting in the wings to sing with
Willie were hopeful stars
Of flickering magnitude
There was a singer Willie knew
Back in the fifties
Who once paid him fifty dollars for a song
There were women who once did
And some who still would
I heard one ask did Connie come along
And there were wackos
I wish you could have been there, well
Maybe you were