Luyện nghe bài hát To The Artist

Jerry Jeff

This is a letter sung to a special friend of mine
One who stopped his singing back along the line
I if he'd had enough of the rip-offs and the jive
Or did he sing his one night and lose the will to write

It was a business deal, this thing with your guitar
It seemed more a dance done deep inside your heart
Tonight I wonder if it's true, like we it at the start
That an truly does it best when he does it from the heart

It seems to be much more than an art the art you sell is you
Be how you play the game or else the game plays you

In the old days stay up nights and laugh until we cried
You said songs belong to us we just bring some thoughts to light

The rule of thumb is never give the away to rhyme
And a man can't lie when he tries to sing it him every time
We really write to understand more ourselves
And if we're maybe then we touch someone else

Well, I just got back from Europe friend where hung on every word
It made me feel a little about my chosen line of work
They asked me if I knew you wrote a lot these
I 'em all I know is that you rarely ever play

We start out singing what we like and give it all away
And wind up hating what we play and sit to be paid
So let me say in closing friend, I want you to
I understand how hard it was to let your go

An artist must decide which parts to in and take out
And if he no longer plays the game that's the game's about