(Shel Silverstein)      Sometimes you sing for the money   Sometimes you sing for the show   Sometimes you sing for the dewy eyed darlings   Still makes them cry don't you know.      Sometimes you sing for the glory   But glory don't last very long   And through the haze of the stage   Can you look back to days   When you used to sing for the song?      Sing for the song boy just like you did   When you stood on that corner   And didn't even feel the glow   Sing for the song boy just like you did   Before all of the flash bulbs   And cocaine and bright things   And ladies got hold of your soul.      But you really don't make too much money   And you don't give much of a show   And them dewy eyed darling next week will be crying   For somebody else don't you know   But the music's become your burden   And the words all sound twisted and wrong   And the hits that you sell don't taste quite as well   As when you used to sing for the song.      Sing for the song boy just like you did   When you stood on that corner   And didn't even feel the glow   Sing for the song boy just like you did   Before all of the flash bulbs   And cocaine and bright things   And ladies got hold of your soul.      Sing for the song boy just like you did   When you stood on that corner   And didn't even feel the glow   Sing for the song boy just like you did   Before all of the flash bulbs   And cocaine and bright things   And ladies got hold of your soul.      Sing for the song...