Footlights

[Chorus] I live the kind of life most men only dream of I make my living writing songs and singing them But I'm forty-one years old and I ain't got no place to go When it's over So I hide my age and make the stage and Try to kick the footlights out again [Verse] I throw my old guitar across the stage and Then my bassman takes the ball And the crowd goes nearly wild to see My guitar nearly fall After twenty years of picking we're still alive And kicking and kicking down the wall Tonight we'll kick the footlights out And walk away without a curtain call Tonight we'll kick the footlights out again And try to hide the mood we're really in Might not put on our old Instamatic grin Tonight we'll kick the footlights out again [Chorus]