For twenty odd years I have strummed on guitars
Five thousand lost flat picks, four fingertip scars
I must have broken a million G strings
Pickin' and strummin', and playin' these things
Bangin' and tunin', and playin' these things

And it's been twenty years now that I've written songs
Over a hundred and still goin' strong
About drinkin' and hockey and flying above
Again and again about unhappy love
Over and over, unhappy love

And it's music for money, but I'd do it for fun
Oh, I know how to do it, it's easily done
To stand on a stage doesn't make me afraid
I'm comfortable up here, it's gotten me laid
And it always amazes me when I get paid

So here am I doing all that I can do
You're paying, I'm playing, I'm grateful to you
Indoors and outdoors, at home and abroad
I sing these songs and you people applaud
You haven't changed much, you still applaud