Good Rats - Songwriter lyrics

They won't play my music so i'm never comin' back I made too many boasts along the way And its a cold, long lonely day Let me share your fire and I'll sing a song for you Funny, cause I called it "Happy Song" and if you wont, I'll move on The songwriter can make you laugh or cry He's pumping gas at night just to survive And all he asks is for you (is) to sing his songs And put his name in lights where it belongs I used to have a family A wife and three small kids I couldn't give them anything they needed I guess I'm a long way from being a man Hey there Mr. Gershwin Gone at thirty eight Gave so much, and yet so much to give And I thank you for the Rhapsody in Blue And I must confess sometimes I think of you the songwriter can make you laugh of cry He's pumping gas a night just to survive And all he asks is for you to sing his song And put his name in lights where it belongs They won't play my music so I'm never comin' back I made too many boasts along the way The songwriter can make you laugh or cry The songwriter can make you laugh or cry The songwriter can make you laugh or cry The songwriter can make you laugh or cry The songwriter can make you laugh or cry