I go in for singing, i do it for my pay
But the kind of gig i can really dig is swiggin' at the break of day
With a few good friends and neighbors into playin' the nighttime tunes
So pa** the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
I believe in magic, a little monkeyshines
But the kind of row i can really hoe is playin' in tune on time
With rhythms all around us we're like weavers at the loom
So pa** the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
Oh lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune
So pa** the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
When it comes to mornin' and goin' out at night
Well the kind of test that i like the best is rubbin' the wrong girl right
And a few good friends and neighbors in to playin' the nighttime tunes
So pa** the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
Oh lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune
So pa** the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
With rhythms all around us we're like weavers at the loom
So pa** the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room