Roger Miller - Pleasing The Crowd lyrics

rate me

Maybe you didn't do the song right child

Maybe the band played too loud

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd

And now you're crying on my shoulder

But child for crying out loud

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd

You can never make 'em all happy

You just try to keep tryin'

Your shackles and freedoms are all in your mind

So maybe you didn't do the song right child

Maybe the band played too loud

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd