PLAYIN' FOR PEANUTS
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By: Wayne Brown
Performing for loose change tossed into my guitar case
I came here to Nashville trying to find my star’s place
A country singer is what I wanted to be from the early day
But I never dreamed that this street would be where I play
In this town, it seems that everybody can pick an old guitar
Talent is a good thing to have but it won’t get you very far
In the end it takes determination and a whole lot of luck
To be at the right place and time when the deal is struck
I’m livin’on nickels and sardines just waiting for chance
What did Garth Brooks say in the song he called “The Dance”?
My daddy said a great musician could make a million you see
But he also said that if they didn’t, they’d still play for free
Sometimes I think I have a big future as nothing but a homeless man
I told ‘em all back home I’d make it; I can’t face ‘em until I can
The right man will one day see me playin’ in an alley way out back
And offer me my big break with a big lucrative recording contract
I dream of writing great songs and pouring my emotion on the page
I imagine myself all dressed in finery; singing upon that Opry Stage
A man’s got to dream and keep on dreaming when life’s this hard
I just take one day at a time and pray that soon they’ll punch my card
I can yodel the blues like Hank Williams; sing up high like Vince Gill
I can do a little Johnny Cash and maybe a little swing like Bob Wills
There’s little bit of everybody in me and plenty more to go around
I just wish I could earn my chance and get a break in this star town
I’ll bet ol’ Willie’ would let me sing with him if he just saw me here
Bet Ol’ David Alan Coe would stop on the sidewalk to lend an ear
But neither of them are around as I sing and play from place to place
Guess I should just be thankful for coins pitched into my guitar case
Talent’s here from everywhere; every race, color, and hue
They come to town to make their noise down on 16th Avenue
Livin’ on the nickels n’ sardines; chasin’ the dream I chase
Each one playing for peanuts with a smile upon their face
© Copyright WBrown2011. All Rights Reserved.
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Wow! Love this hub! Willie, Hank, Vince Gill, Bob Wills, Johnny cash . . . I saw Garth Brooks at the Rodeo several years ago . . . rode a horse in and out. If you haven't seen this version of The Dance . . . mentions JFK, MLK . . . powerful words
http://vodpod.com/watch/359654-garth-brooks-the-da
Hoping folks with a passion for entertaining don't give up/give in
Reaching for the stars . . . with a little grounding -- maybe just a twinking toe or two!
Oh so true! Not just about musicians, but all mediums of Art in our culture!
Wish I was just down there in 16th Avenue Wayne, the vision is glorious. Lovely sunshine and all that talent too. Lend me some of your imagination, then I could earn a coin or two. lol Not singing or playing the guitar thou.
There really is so much undiscovered and unappreciated talent out there. I wish there was room for everyone. Up and awesome.
Why let good talent go to waste. Well Wayne, sometimes we have to eat. Right? LMAO
Well done as usual and rated awesome for shedding some light once again.
So hard for the creative being to accept there are many more coming up. It's difficult to make it in the creative world of music, writing and art. Been there, done that. Great piece Wayne. You've got it.
Timing is everything. For all the Hank Wiliams that make it big, there's seems to be more wannabees that get famous as well. Timing counts. Thanks for sharing.
I'm not very much into Country Music, but I must say Nice Article !
I read this thing three times over, to three different tunes I intoned as I went along...
I got an uncle who spent a lot of time playing street-corners in Florida, a harmonica in front of his face and just a great 'ole twang in his otherwise Torontonian voice...
I learned a long time ago to love all kinds of music, (I watched American Idol for the first time the other night, and couldn't tell whether to smile or vomit as the hairs on my arms stood up... I'm not ashamed...) - I've always found that the energy and style put into things goes a lot farther than any real fancy-work - it's just like you said Wayne, with just those 3-chords, you can do just about anything you want with 'em!
I went to Nashville one time, in '94, recorded a 10-song video, paid the folks that talked me into it a fair chunk of change to get it out there--on invisible, 3:00 a.m. satellite TV only.
But even that fired me up some. It was the first time I'd ever performed with a band behind me. Scary, but hey, went back to South Dakota and formed my own band. Didn't last long but...so?
Feel a Hub coming on....
Up and all but funny!


















drbj Level 8 Commenter 14 months ago
Hi, Wayne. This poem is prophetic for all the country singer wannabes that come to be seen by someone connected with the Grand Old Opry. But sadly, Nashville doesn't have enough street corners for all those guitar players.
Nice rhyming, nice beat. Now all you need is a tunesmith.