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In remembrance of Guy Clark.
Sideman's Dream
(Verlon Thompson)
We were young and looking like outlaws
Waiting for a train to take us up to Oregon
A two week run of old saloons and dance halls
Every show we played was better than the last one
We held your songs up to the light
And my harmonies got tight
You were playing strong and clean
We were a musical machine
It was the perfect sideman's dream
Cause we were young and looking like outlaws
Waiting for a train....
For about five minutes we were rock stars
We played the Hall of Fame..even rode up in a limousine
And some young kid came out to carry our guitars
You looked at me and laughed when they showed us on the big screen
And outside around the backstage door
Like we'd never seen before
There were pretty girls galore
And a couple of flat out whores
And you said "That ain't what we're here for"...
About five minutes we were rock stars
We played the Hall of Fame......
The end caught us unrehearsed
Between a chorus and a verse
Between a blessing and a curse
"Old Friends" and "Stuff That Works"
It went from good to bad to worse
And the wheels came off in Beaumont Texas
Or maybe Abilene...Hell they all run together
But just like that all those years went past us
And the long ride home seemed like it took forever
Forever.....Forever....
We were young and looking like outlaws
Waiting for a train
And for about five minutes we were rock stars
We played the Hall of Fame
And the wheels came off in Beaumont Texas
Or maybe Abilene
They all run together in a sideman's dream