I Used To Be A Country Singer Lyrics - Painter Passing Through - Gordon Lightfoot

I was sittin' in my hotel room, strummin' my old guitar 

Not much to do when you're far away, playin' some smokey bar 

I was feelin' a little empty and feelin' a little blue 

When the maid came in and asked me if she could do my room 

I put down my old guitar and she gave me a smile 

She had a crusty voice and a drinker's look, but she had a friendly style 

She dusted my room and made my bed and she talked of days gone by 

She spoke of when she wooed the men; a tear came to her eye 

And she said 

I used to be a country singer 

I could sing a mean patsy cline 

My husband he could yodel like wilf carter 

Kitty wells was a real good friend of mine 

She told me that her husband died and her son was overseas 

I could tell by her eyes and her broken smile she was lonely just like me 

She asked me if I'd listen to a tape of when she was young 

She said I can't sing now I forgot the words and my voice is almost gone 

And she said 

I used to be a country singer 

I could sing a mean patsy cline 

My husband he could yodel like wilf carter 

Kitty wells was a real good friend of mine 

Oh I cried inside but I couldn't tell if it was for her or for me 

So I grabbed my axe and we sang a song in two part harmony 

Ever since that day when I'm feelin' down and I can't find a happy tune 

I just think if that maid and the feeling she gave, when she came to clean my room 

And she said 

I used to be a country singer 

I could sing a mean patsy cline 

My husband he could yodel like wilf carter 

Kitty wells was a real good friend of mine 

And she said 

I used to be a country singer 

I could sing a mean patsy cline 

My husband he could yodel like wilf carter 

Kitty wells was a real good friend of mine 

Kitty wells was a real good friend of mine