Intro: Am,Em,G,Am (3x) 

verse 1 
Am                                         Em 
If you're nobody's business or you're front page news 
G                                 Am                Am                 Em 
Folk Rock, Country or Delta Blues, Tell your truth however you choose 
G                                               Am 
And do it all for the sake of the song 
Am                                             Em                G 
Yeah, hitchhike, and bus ride and rental car, living rooms coffee house  
        Am 
and rundown bars 
Am                                 Em                                G 
Ten thousand people or alone under the stars, its all for the sake of the  
Am 
song 


[Refrão]

F                                              Am                               Am 
And there's a man who wrote "Your Cheatin' Heart", now he's lying  
                    Em 
through his tooth 
F                               Am                   G 
And he plays it on a stolen harp, that's soaked in hundred proof 
F                                              Am                Em 
And there's one who might be happy with a foreign badger's purse 
F                                Am                     G 
She's lost the crowd's attention at the forty second verse 

verse 2 
Am                                               Em 
And it's the travelling salesman, the girl next door 
G                                       Am                         Am                     Em 
On the empty room to the bird on the corner, less is less until more is  
more 
G                                                 Am 
And it's all for the sake of the song 
F                                                Am                        
And there's the young man on the marquee, He's the son of some well  
known 
F                                       Am                            G 
And his father bought the tour bus, so he could strike out on his own 


[Refrão]
 
F                                                              Am 
And there's the brooding contradiction, he's holding Van Gogh's ear 
F                                   Am                    G 
And he's taped it to his guitar, in the hope someone will hear 
Am                             Em                         G 
It's back stage and Nudie Suits, and the next big thing will get 'em  
                    Am 
back to you roots 

verse 3 
Am                            Em 
High tops, flannel and duct tape boots 
G                                           Am 
And it's all for the sake of the song 
F                                               Am 
And there's the mystic, there's the legend, and there's the best that's  
ever been 
F                                             Am                             G 
And there's the voice of a generation who wants to pass this way again 
F                                             Am                        
And there's record deals and trained seals, and puppets on a string 


[Refrão]

F                                             Am                                G 
And they're all just trying to figure out what makes the caged bird sing 
Am                              Em                     G                                            Am       
It's lights, camera, on with the show, lifetime to get ready, now go cat go 
Am                       Em 
Where it all ends, nobody knows 
G                                            Am 
But it's all for the sake of the song 
Am                                                  Em 
So if you're nobody's business or you're front page news 
G                                 Am               Am                  Em 
Folk Rock, Country or Delta Blues, Tell your truth however you choose 
G                                               Am 
And do it all for the sake of the song