Luyện nghe bài hát To The Artist

Jerry Jeff

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

It never was a business deal, this with your guitar
It always seemed a dance done deep inside your heart
Tonight I wonder if it's true, like we it at the start
an artist truly does it best when he does it from the heart

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

In the old days we'd stay up nights and laugh we cried
You said songs don't belong to us we bring some thoughts to light

The of thumb is never give the truth away to rhyme
And a man lie when he tries to sing it betrays him every time
We really write to understand about ourselves
And if we're lucky maybe we touch someone else

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

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

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