(Track #1 from Home Town)
Your Local Star
By Frank Meyer
Chorus
I go out on the weekends
to play my guitar
You see I'm driven to
play all these small country bars
And I know that you know
that I won't go far
'Cause I'm so content to
be your local star
Verse 1
Well it brings me great
pleasure when I hear you sing
It confirms the truth
money don't mean a thing
And when this bar fills
up with your harmony
We all become one with
my melody
Chorus
Verse 2
The smiles on your faces
make it so clear
Why the Old Boy up there
done sent me down here
He said, "Hey,
Buddy, for you I've got one simple goal
"Go out there on
the weekends and ignite their souls."
Chorus
Verse 3
The handshakes and
kisses and the hugs mean so much
Ain't it funny how our stress
disappears when we touch
And of all the things in
life that I've learned to do
The best one of all is
to share songs with you
Chorus Twice
©1993
Frank Meyer