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Singer in the Band
by Mark Wills
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I'll be glad to sign my autograph
If you want me to
God knows I love singin'
It's what I was born to do
You see me up there center state
In the spotlight for a while
But in the things that really matter
I'm just sittin' on the aisle
‘Cause I've seen a third grade angel
With dark circles ‘neath her eyes
Not a trace of hair left on her head
Saying, “Daddy, please don't cry.”
A single mom working overtime
A college kid readin' to the blind
When you look for heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm thankful to be living in
This childhood dream come true
But sometimes the attention
Just leaves me confused
Yeah, I love my t-shirt on those kids
My name there up in lights
But when the show is done, and I'm on the bus
Ridin' through the night
I think of New York City
And those firemen and cops
Who ran in and laid down their lives
Because it was their job
The soldier in a field of mines
With each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm humbled when you take the time
To hear my life in verse and rhyme
But when it comes to heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm a singer in a band
I'll be glad to sign my autograph
If you want me to
God knows I love singin'
It's what I was born to do
I'll be glad to sign my autograph
If you want me to
God knows I love singin'
It's what I was born to do
You see me up there center state
In the spotlight for a while
But in the things that really matter
I'm just sittin' on the aisle
‘Cause I've seen a third grade angel
With dark circles ‘neath her eyes
Not a trace of hair left on her head
Saying, “Daddy, please don't cry.”
A single mom working overtime
A college kid readin' to the blind
When you look for heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm thankful to be living in
This childhood dream come true
But sometimes the attention
Just leaves me confused
Yeah, I love my t-shirt on those kids
My name there up in lights
But when the show is done, and I'm on the bus
Ridin' through the night
I think of New York City
And those firemen and cops
Who ran in and laid down their lives
Because it was their job
The soldier in a field of mines
With each step he lays it on the line
When you look for heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm humbled when you take the time
To hear my life in verse and rhyme
But when it comes to heroes, know that
I'm just a singer in a band
I'm a singer in a band
I'll be glad to sign my autograph
If you want me to
God knows I love singin'
It's what I was born to do
