Rising Star

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Baby, this letter might be hard to read
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But I?ve got a strong need to get it all down
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It?s noon and I?m lyin? on the bunk in the back of the bus
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I got thinkin? about us while I?m bouncing around

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The rising star just ridin? along with the rest of the guys
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Smoking and gettin? high like he does each trip
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?Bout two o?clock he?ll say I think I?ll sip some crow
       Bb7  						 D#
By the time of the show the rising star will be ripped

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Later on when the job is done we?re back on the bus
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He?ll turn to the guys and smile in a funny way
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And say tell me once again how good I played

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And they call him the rising star and they say he?s gonna go far
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But each night he gets far (?) he ever believed
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Something inside me grieves cause sure as hell one day
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They say the rising star will fade away

Last night the rising star got lost with a girl for an hour or so
Barely made the shoe, kinda stumbled on
Forgot the words to the song he wrote about his wife
Said guess that?s life but I was wrong

Cause every night when I go on I?m the rising star
Me and my guitar start to get it on
Living is when they stand and cheering and call my name
But I?ll try to change before too long

Something about the here and now said drop a line
To say I?m fine but I?d like to say not every rising star fades away

And they call me the rising star, baby I?m gonna go far 
With you beside me I swear by the pen in my hand
I?ll be damned if you ever gone to see the day
That drunken, stoned and all alone, You?ll see this rising star fade away





by: José Duarte
jtduarte1@gmail.com