LISTEN TO MY SONG
(Dick Miles)

Del Reeves - 1967


SPOKEN: Alright gang, I've wrote'n a smash hit 
(Ha-ha-ha-ha) That's not so funny (Ha-ha)
Let's all sing together 
It's got to be pretty, let's go...

Listen to my song, well, listen to my song
(Tell me) Oh, yes (If you like it played)
(I'll change it if it's wrong) That's it
(Listen to my music, George) Oh, sing it chidren
(See if it's alright) It's a hit
(If it's not what you had in mind)
(I'll write you one tonight) I'll change it

Well I wrote a little song a few months ago
My friends all said that thing oughta go
So I packed my bags and I headed for Nashville town
Well I wanted to get me a big star to do it
So I made me a list with a few names to it
And I started out to see if Eddy Arnold was in town

Well I found him at home, way back in the den
I could tell he was glad when I walked in
Cause he broke into singin' "Make The World Go Away"
He finally listened to a part of my song
And then with a drawl about two miles long
He said, "See Ernest Tubb, heh-heh, he lives just across the way"

Listen to my song, well, listen to my song, that's it
(Tell me) Sing it children (If you like it played)
(I'll change it if it's wrong) Oh, it's a smash hit
(Listen to my music, George, see if it's alright) It's alright
(If it's not what you had in mind, I'll write you one tonight) 

Well I seen ol' Ern, he was 'Walkin' The Floor'
'Cause Justin's records were sellin' more
But he put me on the tape and listened to every word
He said, "I've been singin' since I was a kid
And nothin' sounds like that song did
Ah, throw him out Billy Byrd"

Well I collected myself and got back on my feet
I saw Johnny Cash up and down the street
And I asked him if he could use a hit or two
He said, "I made mine on a 'Ring Of Fire'
'Side Luther can't play it on his guitar
So I don't care if I doo-di-doo-di-doo"

I called Bill Anderson and he was at home
But he said, "My 'Mama Sang A Song'
I'm sorry, but I hope that you understand"
Then I saw Ralph Emery and I talked to him
Along with Tex Ritter up at WSM
But they was too busy shakin' one another's hands

Finally I decided that the only way
A stranger in Nashville can make a little hay
Is just to cut a record himself with that Nashville sound
So I borrowed me some money and that's what I did
Everybody tells me I've got a hit
At least it's bubblin' under the hot one hundred, ha-ha
And Florence, Alabama at the bus station

Listen to my song, well, listen to my song, that's it
(Tell me) Oh, sing it chidren, let me hear ya 
(If you like it played, I'll change it if it's wrong)
Oh, it's a smash...............FADE 


(Transcribed by Mel Priddle - February 2005)