Pleasing The Crowd Lyrics - Roger Miller

Maybe you didn't do the song right child 

Maybe the band played too loud 

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd 

And now you're crying on my shoulder 

But child for crying out loud 

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd 

You can never make 'em all happy 

You just try to keep tryin' 

Your shackles and freedoms are all in your mind 

So maybe you didn't do the song right child 

Maybe the band played too loud 

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd 

The name of the game is pleasing the crowd