If You Were A Singer – Andy Williams

If you were a singer
And I an old guitar
I would help you sing your songs
And you’d become a star
You’d run off
To keep the world amused
And leave me here
Discarded and unused
To dream of songs
That once were yours and mine
Hoping to be remembered
Like an old jug of wine

If you were a hobo
And I were a king
I would trade your rags for robes
And give you everything
Then you’d become the princess
At the ball
And I’d be just a stranger
In your hall
Wishing for the days of used to be
Praying for deliverance
From a dungeon I can’t see

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

But you are just a woman
And I am but a man
So I cast my fears aside
And do the best I can
But you will be the winner
Just the same
And I’ll be just the fool
Who plays the game
Robbed of everything
That once was mine
Trading songs and golden dreams
For a tiny wisp of time

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

If you were a singer
And I an old guitar
I would help you sing your songs
And you’d become a star
Then you’d run off
To keep the world amused
And leave me here
Discarded and unused
To dream of songs
That once were yours and mine
Hoping to be remembered
Like an old jug of wine

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la