I go in for singing, I do it for my pay
But the kind of gig I can really dig is swiggin` at the break of day
With a few good friends and neighbors into playin` the nighttime tunes
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
I believe in magic, a little monkeyshines
But the kind of row I can really hoe is playin` in tune on time
With rhythms all around us we`re like weavers at the loom
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
Oh Lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
When it comes to mornin` and goin` out at night
Well the kind of test that I like the best is rubbin` the wrong girl right
And a few good friends and neighbors in to playin` the nighttime tunes
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
Oh Lord it feels so good to play a nighttime tune
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room
With rhythms all around us we`re like weavers at the loom
So pass the jar and that old guitar in this hangdog hotel room