I met an old man 

At a local burn out bar, he was

Nursing a whiskey 

And smoking a long cigar 

 

He told me his wife cheated, 

Left and broke his heart

And now he drinks at night 

To keep out all the dark

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I asked him:

"How do you make it through the day?

What keeps you going now that she has gone away?"

He closed his eyes a second

Tilted his head

Told me something I don’t I’ll 

Ever forget 

 

He said

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I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

Sometimes all that you can do 

Is do all that you can 

 

Often times I wonder 

It’s all part of the plan 

But I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

No I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

 

Bartender told me that 

She’s sick of pouring beers

She’s worked here every day

For twenty five long years 

 

She used to dream she’d have a 

Big acting career 

But she just never made it out of here

 

I asked her: 

"How do you make it through the day?

What keeps you going since the dream has gone away?"

She said the best advice that 

She had ever heard

Was from the old man sitting next to me

So listen to listen to his words 

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Oh, he said

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I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

Sometimes all that you can do 

Is do all that you can 

 

Often times I wonder 

Is it all part of the plan 

But I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

No I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

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So when I don’t really know who’s in control or what the hell is goin on

I can always find some comfort in the fact that 

I am not the only one

We’re confused and lost and lonely and

We don’t know what do

But we’re on this ride together, so here’s  to you

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I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

Sometimes all that you can do 

Is do all that you can 

 

Often times I wonder 

Is it all part of the plan 

But I don’t pick the music 

I just dance 

No I don’t pick the music