waylon jennings
the crowd
I go out with the crowd, I play the game Pretending out loud but it don't seem the same For the heart of the crowd is gone from sight And my part of the crowd is not with me tonight.  I remember the times, each dance with you All those crazy things that we used to do Sometimes we'd wait for the dance and then steal away From the crowd and the dance till I hide away.  Oh, but you're gone and it's not the same old game I fall apart every time I hear your name I'll go on with the crowd of make believe Till you come back to me.  Run back to me Hurry back to the crowd and me