Sometimes you sing for the money Sometimes you sing for the show Sometimes you sing for the dewy eyed darlings Still makes them cry don't you know. Sometimes you sing for the glory But glory don't last very long And through the haze of the stage Can you look back to days When you used to sing for the song? Sing for the song boy just like you did When you stood on that corner And didn't even feel the glow Sing for the song boy just like you did Before all of the flash bulbs And c**aine and bright things And ladies got hold of your soul. But you really don't make too much money And you don't give much of a show And them dewy eyed darling next week will be crying For somebody else don't you know But the music's become your burden And the words all sound twisted and wrong And the hits that you sell don't taste quite as well As when you used to sing for the song. Sing for the song boy just like you did When you stood on that corner And didn't even feel the glow Sing for the song boy just like you did Before all of the flash bulbs And c**aine and bright things And ladies got hold of your soul. Sing for the song boy just like you did When you stood on that corner And didn't even feel the glow Sing for the song boy just like you did Before all of the flash bulbs And c**aine and bright things And ladies got hold of your soul. Sing for the song...