Chad Klinger - Cover Band Lyrics

Eddie had a van|A pawn shop PA and a Marshall amp|I had that Stelly(?) and an old mic stand|And we were on our way||Set up in Tom's garage|We practiced till the neighbors called the cops|Got our first gig from some kid's mom|Played her son's birthday||It all took off from there|Pretty soon we were working for tips and beer||Playing Born to Run, Margaritaville and Brown Eyed-Girl|Every Friday night|And it wouldn't matter when Jimmy would forget the words|To American Pie|Cause the people be dancin' and singin' and clappin' their hands|Oh and no one could tell us that |We were just a Cover band||We got pretty tight|Had every standard record memorized|And with that long hair hangin' in our eyes|We were ready for MTV||We played the local bars|Sold our tapes out of the trunks of our cars|Rock as a county we were all big stars|One break away from a dream||We were pretty sure we'd get signed|If some record man would hear us|Just one time||Playing Born to Run, Margaritaville and Brown Eyed-Girl|Every Friday night|And it wouldn't matter when Jimmy would forget the words|To American Pie|Cause the people be dancin' and singin' and clappin' their hands|Oh and no one could tell us that |We were just a Cover band||We worked up an original song|We thought everyone we thought everyone would love to hear|But it didn't take too long for that dance floor to clear||So we played Proud Mary, Take It Easy, and Jack and Diane|And they were back on that floor|And they were yellin' ‘hey can ya play Freebird again'|And beggin' for more|And the people kept dancin' and singin' and clappin' their hands|Oh and no one could tell us that |We were just a Cover band|Oh no|Born to Run, Margaritaville and Brown Eyed-Girl