Intro B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# E B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# E verse 1 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You be pissing in a bottle and you can?t see through the fog E You know a trucker jack-knifed in the snow up ahead, for sure B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# The radar?s got you clocked at 87 in a 55 E The cops all want to search your car because they think you?re high A You finally reach the club and they got no posters up E You play to 12 people, half are puking in a cup B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You sell 2 CDs, give another 6 away E F#m Gsus2 Ab You hoping that somebody has a place where you could stay verse 2 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Got a 10 hour drive in the morning, don?t sweat it E You?re thinking about the gig last night, you wish you could forget it B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You listen to a podcast of Radio lab E You try to call your mom but end up yelling at your dad A The car needs gas so you pull into the Come and Go E The weather channel says that you?re about to hit some snow B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You sell 5 CDs, give another 8 away E F#m Gsus2 Ab To add insult to injury, you had to pay to playverse 3 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# The club owner said 'you should?ve played here last week E cause right now its finals and no one makes a peep' B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# He wishes that the money could?ve been a lot more E But the deal was for a small percentage of the door A 27 dollars and a couple foreign bills E tried to pass the hat but everyone was high on pills B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Play a new song, No applause, just crickets E F#m Gsus2 Ab The bartender says 'I?ll give you 2 drink tickets'A You?re a folksinger, Folk folk singer E You?re a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, you?re a folk folk singer E For sureverse 4 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You get a big break and get to do some radio E But the DJ says 'It?s taped for next week?s show' B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# It does you no good cause tonight you got the gig E But you keep on smiling and dance a little jig A The car starts whining and the engines running hot E The gas station dude says 'your radiator?s shot' B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You sell 12 CDs, give none away E F#m Gsus2 Ab The radiator took it all, it?s Ground Hog dayA You?re a folksinger, Folk folk singer E You?re a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, you?re a folk folk singer E For sureVerse 5 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You get a good offer, for a gig in Atlanta E But the airline sent your guitar all the way to Montana B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Get a real person on the phone from United E You lose you cool and tell the dude to go bite it A You borrow a guitar to try to cool your rage E Walk into the club and someone else is on stage B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# E You sell no CDs, the club was double booked N.C. You never even got to play, you feel your life is overlookedA You?re a folksinger, Folk folk singer E You?re a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, you?re a folk folk singer E For sureVerse 6 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# You finally get some sleep and there?s a nice blue sky E And the airlines found your guitar all the way in Dubai B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# They say that it will be there for your gig in Tallahassee E But you ate some bad food, feeling kind of gassy A Get a Motel 6, wish it was the Ritz E At least you got a private place because you got the shits B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Sell 5 hats and 2 CDs E F#m Gsus2 Ab Yes sir, no ma?am, Thank you pleaseA You?re a folksinger, Folk folk singer E You?re a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, you?re a folk folk singer E For sureVerse 7 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Your manager calls you right before you play your show E He says I think you should die your hair cause its white as snow B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Your girlfriend calls you as you leave the stage E She saw a picture of you with a chick and now she?s in a rage A Break up break down break it all to hell E Charging all the damage to your hotel bill B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Sell 5 stickers for 50 cents E F#m Gsus2 Ab you?re a folksinger now, you?re about to make a dentA You?re a folksinger, Folk folk singer E You?re a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, you?re a folk folk singer E For sureVerse 8 B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Finally get some good news from the booking agent dude E At the club tonight they?ll give you half off your food B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# Place is packed gonna make your fee E But they wouldn?t even turn off the Sports TV A You feel like you climbed another rung on the ladder E You?re another day older, another day fatter B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# E I?m a folk singer now in the pale moonlight N.C. That's how I'm standing right here on stage tonightA You?re a folksinger, Folk folk singer E You?re a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, you?re a folk folk singer E For sureOutro A N.C. I?m a folk-a-dee?folker N.C. I?m a Bram Stoker Joker N.C I?m a vampire smoker N.C I?m a mother folking folker E todayA I'm a folksinger, Folk folk singer E I'm a washed up punk, still a dead ringer B7 B7/F# B7 B7/F# for a folksinger, I'm a folk folk singer E For sure