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  1. The Craftsman

From the recording The Outsider

Lyrics

Telling stories ‘bout big and small things
That’s what I do for a living
A & R men and apprentice stars
Come and see me to pick some bars

I’m nothing but a craftsman
Writing songs that sometimes shine
Singing tunes to please your ear
And if fame finally comes, I’ll be standing near

I’m the old school kind in the way I work
Pencil and notebook, that’s for the words
Then my fingers walk on the guitar neck
Or my piano keys to make them sound great

I’m nothing but a craftsman
Writing songs that sometimes shine
Singing tunes to please your ear
And if fame finally comes, I’ll be standing near

Once a week I play at the Black Swamp
Some leftover songs, no one really wants
The audience seems to like my set
Hey Mister producer, please come in and gimme me a chance

I’m a shadow man paid to top the charts
“Taylor made numbers” could be my trademark
Neither frustrated, nor searching for light
Being a songwriter is my greatest pride

I’m nothing but a craftsman
Writing songs that sometimes shine
Singing tunes to please your ear
And if fame finally comes, I’ll be standing near