Babe, let him follow you down
Way underground, rocking sound
Bound, follow you down
Just put out, right off the street
Bound, follow you down
Well that ballroom to fairway to bordellos
You know, dressing room and parasites
On stage the band has got problems
‘Cause of nerves on first nights

He ain’t tied down in your home town
Hey, if you, if you thought he was wreckless
The fact, the fact is this, he thinks you’re mad
Yeah, the guitar player is restless

His coat is torn and frayed
It’s seen much better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
It steals your heart away, come on

Joe’s got a cough, seems kind of rough
Yeah, the codeine to fix it
Well, looking for scraps and drug store supplies
Who’s gonna help him to kick it?

Coat is torn and frayed
Seen some better days
Just as long as the guitar plays
Steal your heart away
Steal your heart away