Tell Me You Still Sing

Written by Sid Griffin

Vox amp to the left of me

The bass was just a toy

The drums were bits nobody’d want

And I was just a boy

The first time we played a show

It rained upon our stage

But we were young and we were loud

Banging ‘gainst the bars of our cage

One mike we had was from a church

The other one was cracked

A bass amp borrowed from our school

Though we never gave it back

Whenever we played Elvis

It would sound like the New York Dolls

And I’m still gigging like some fool

I hear you heard God’s call

A road diverged in deep dark woods

Two paths on display

I chose west to leave the nest

But you chose here to stay

Our wheels of life are spun by fate

Who hear you don’t play anymore

Tell me you still sing

Tell me you still sing

Tell me of your choice

Speak of your life’s highway

Tell me in your voice

Does God have any good tunes

Is Heaven sweet like Spring

I know you don’t play anymore

Tell me you still sing

We play in Cincinnati soon

The band says I must go

Tell your old man I said “hi”

I hear he’s moving slow

Remember when he told us

The guitar was the devil’s thing

I know you don’t play anymore

Tell me, so tell me

I know you don’t play no more

Tell me you still sing

Please tell me do you still sing

© Sid Griffin

Published by Coal Train Tunes/Bug Music Ltd/BMI