Guys Like Me Songtext / Lyric

(Kostas/Treant Summar)



Well, there's no more smokey bars in California,

There ain't no wildlife left in Tennessee,

But I keep on living every song I'm singing,

And their trying to put an end to guys like me.



All that's left in Bakersfield is a jukebox,

And it's haunted by old songs and memories,

It's getting hard to find a place to play my guitar,

And their trying to put an end to guys like me.



Well, I'd like to find a place where love surrounds me,

Some town where they don't mind me hanging around,

A place where life don't move to fast,

And what you are is not a thing of the past.






Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,

Well, I'm sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,

Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,

I'm just a California boy with my old guitar,

And their trying to put and end to guys like me.



Well, I'd like to find a place where love surrounds me,

Some town where they don't mind me hanging around,

A place where life don't move to fast,

And what you are is not a thing of the past.



Where you can land your dreams on solid ground,

Well, I'm sitting on a barstool down on Broadway,

Waiting for my turn to sing my dreams,

I'm just a California boy with my old guitar,

And their trying to put and end to guys like me.



Yeah, their trying to put an end to guys like me...