Written by: Gary Church & Freddy Powers
Performed by: George Jones & Merle Haggard
Appears on: A Taste of Yesterday's Wine-Merle Haggard & George Jones-1982
[Jones:]
Well, he rides into town,
On the back of a big Silver Eagle.*
Strapped to his shoulders are
The burden of stayin' on top.
And the lines in his face
Tell the story of an uphill flight.
You can tell how he feels day by day,
By the songs that he writes.
He's loved by millions,
Somehow, he's their prisoner, as well.
As he rides down the road,
In his 10-wheel aluminum cell.
Now he lives for the day
That the Eagle will carry him home.
'Cause the glamour is over,
Nearly all of his seeds have been sewn.
Let him go, Silver Eagle.
There must be a better way of life.
For this great, American poet,
Who's singing his songs about,
The every-day, working man's life.
[Instrumental break.]
[Still Jones:]
One night on the road,
Just south of the I-dee-ho** line,
We were smokin' some contracts,
And attempting to alter our minds.
And just before daylight,
Hag pushed back his hat and he said,
[Haggard:]
"Are we puttin' too much emphasis on bein' a star?
Can't we do a little bit of livin' instead?"
[Jones:]
Let him go, Silver Eagle.
There must be a better way of life.
For this great, American poet,
Who's singing his songs about,
The every-day, working man's life.
Let him go, Silver Eagle
There must be a better way of life.
[Fade.]
This great, American poet,
Who's singing...
George Jones - Silver Eagle Lyrics
George Jones - Silver Eagle Lyrics
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Written by: Gary Church & Freddy Powers
Performed by: George Jones & Merle Haggard
Appears on: A Taste of Yesterday's Wine-Merle Haggard & George Jones-1982
[Jones:]
Well, he rides into town,
On the back of a big Silver Eagle.*
Strapped to his shoulders are
The burden of stayin' on top.
And the lines in his face
Tell the story of an uphill flight.
You can tell how he feels day by day,
By the songs that he writes.
He's loved by millions,
Somehow, he's their prisoner, as well.
As he rides down the road,
In his 10-wheel aluminum cell.
Now he lives for the day
That the Eagle will carry him home.
'Cause the glamour is over,
Nearly all of his seeds have been sewn.
Let him go, Silver Eagle.
There must be a better way of life.
For this great, American poet,
Who's singing his songs about,
The every-day, working man's life.
[Instrumental break.]
[Still Jones:]
One night on the road,
Just south of the I-dee-ho** line,
We were smokin' some contracts,
And attempting to alter our minds.
And just before daylight,
Hag pushed back his hat and he said,
[Haggard:]
"Are we puttin' too much emphasis on bein' a star?
Can't we do a little bit of livin' instead?"
[Jones:]
Let him go, Silver Eagle.
There must be a better way of life.
For this great, American poet,
Who's singing his songs about,
The every-day, working man's life.
Let him go, Silver Eagle
There must be a better way of life.
[Fade.]
This great, American poet,
Who's singing...
Performed by: George Jones & Merle Haggard
Appears on: A Taste of Yesterday's Wine-Merle Haggard & George Jones-1982
[Jones:]
Well, he rides into town,
On the back of a big Silver Eagle.*
Strapped to his shoulders are
The burden of stayin' on top.
And the lines in his face
Tell the story of an uphill flight.
You can tell how he feels day by day,
By the songs that he writes.
He's loved by millions,
Somehow, he's their prisoner, as well.
As he rides down the road,
In his 10-wheel aluminum cell.
Now he lives for the day
That the Eagle will carry him home.
'Cause the glamour is over,
Nearly all of his seeds have been sewn.
Let him go, Silver Eagle.
There must be a better way of life.
For this great, American poet,
Who's singing his songs about,
The every-day, working man's life.
[Instrumental break.]
[Still Jones:]
One night on the road,
Just south of the I-dee-ho** line,
We were smokin' some contracts,
And attempting to alter our minds.
And just before daylight,
Hag pushed back his hat and he said,
[Haggard:]
"Are we puttin' too much emphasis on bein' a star?
Can't we do a little bit of livin' instead?"
[Jones:]
Let him go, Silver Eagle.
There must be a better way of life.
For this great, American poet,
Who's singing his songs about,
The every-day, working man's life.
Let him go, Silver Eagle
There must be a better way of life.
[Fade.]
This great, American poet,
Who's singing...