D
Hello, Mr. Record man, word has it that you plan.
                             E
To let me make a record in a week or two.
A
Dont you see its not like that, 
A7
I realize you aint too fat,
    G                D               E7     A7       D
But surely you could front me just a little bit more time.

D
Hello Mr. Agent Man, word has it that you plan,
                                    E
To cancel out my one-night stand in Oshawa.
A
My manager misspells my name, 
    A7
And tells me things arent quite the same,
     G               D              E7           A7     D
When fingers started pointing, he exclaimed that it was mine.

    G
And how are you Mom and Dad?
    Bm
The news, it sure made me sad,
   Em                          (barre) A   B7
To hear that dear old Brownie slipped away.. ..
  E                 G#m
I guess things just come and go,
C#m               E
Nothing stays the same you know,
    B                          G                  A  A7
Im sorry I didnt come to say hello on Christmas Day..

    D
And hello, Mr. Public, I just stopped by to play a lick,
                                                 E
Tried to look enthusiastic and could not raise a smile.
  A
I guess its time to leave the road,
    A7
And hang up eighteen years or so,
   G             D             E7        A7     D
It sure aint an easy thing to sell this old guitar.