[Verse 1]
Have you fell in love, or you threw it away
You're lookin' for that perfect thing to say
And you're no good with words, well, that's okay
That's why I write songs

[Verse 2]
It might make you laugh, or make you cry
Might help you make it through a bad goodbye
'Cause you've been through it, and so have I
An' that's why I write songs

[Chorus]
I remember all the times I felt
Like somebody knows me all too well
'Cause it was my life story, I was listenin' to
I don't know about you

[Verse 3]
But I've buried family, and a few good friends
And held a brand new baby in my hands
You see it ain't just what I do, it's who I am
And that's why I write songs

[Chorus]
I remember how it blew my mind
When I played a song and watched a grown man cry
It was at that moment, when I just knew
What I was born to do
[Verse 4]
An' you know most songwriters, they don't ever get any fame
And hell most people don't even recognize their names
But chances are, you've probably sang along

[Verse 5]
To Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Whitey Shafer, or my friend Whisperin' Bill
All the songs they wrote, they gave us chills
That's why I write songs

[Outro]
Don't forget Hank Cochran