bobby bare
goin' up's easy, comin' down's hard [*]
  Remember the nights we would jam in the motels  After the honky tonks closed  No one had credit  And no one had no place to go.   Just crazy kids with 'lectric machines  And some soul  Turnin' them crowds on  By playin' some loud rock'n roll.   Then came the man with a suit and a tie  And the promise of contracts and bread  With all our joy he gave us to fame and fortune  That left us half dead.   Goin' up's easy  When you got the song  That comes from the depth of the soul  Where it really belongs.   Comin' down's hard when you find  That you just can't sing it no more  Your emerald ring with the solid gold band  Reflects back the face of a whore.   Freddie would play on his guitar all day  And sometimes his firgers would bleed  Sam would ride on his drum  Like a magnificent steed.   Ben on the bass would make the thunder  And the lighting with love  And I'd sing the lyric of life  That I felt the part of.   Then came the money and Freddie dropped out  To start him a band of his own  Sam bought a frenchise and Bennie OD'd  And I'm soon the label alone.   Goin' up's easy  When you got the song  That comes from the depth of the soul  Where it really belongs.   Goin' up's easy  When you got the song  That comes from the depth of the soul  Where it really belongs...   