Sit In With The Band

I been drinking all day for a livin'
 been dreaming bout movin' on
 Seems like every little thing I
 do they been putting in a country song
 And I saw you on the TV man is that some kind of joke
 You been making a killing off the shoes I'm filling
 while I'm sitting here gone broke
 So as long as we're trading favors
 a little pleasure for my pain
 Let me stand up there just one time
 and here 'em call my name
 My friends all think I'm crazy
 and my mamma wouldn't understand
 But just one time before I die
 I want to sit in with the band
 Well I know it must be something
 your talent or your style
 Your hundred dollar blue jeans
 or your million dollar smile
 But I don't need me no gold records
 I don't need no limousines
 I don't need to tear up my dressing room
 with no Beaumont beauty queens
 And I don't care if its backwoods country
 I don't care if its rock and roll
 I don't care if it's humming through my old tin roof
 or playin' on the radio
 My friends all think I'm crazy
 and my mama wouldn't understand
 But just one time before I die
 I want to sit in with the band