Chords Of Fame Lyrics - Thirteen - Teenage Fanclub

Found him by the stage last night 

He was breathing his last breath 

A bottle of gin and a cigarette 

Was all that he had left 

I can see you making music 

Cause you carry your guitar 

God help the troubadour 

Who tries to be a star 

[Chorus] 

So play the chords of love my friend 

Play the chords of fame 

If you want to keep your soul 

Don't, don't, don't 

Don't play the chords of fame 

I've seen my share of hustlers 

As they try to take the world 

When they find their melody 

They're surrounded by the girls 

But it all fades so quickly 

Like a sunny summer's day 

The foreigners ask the questions 

They write down what you say 

So play the chords of love 

My friend 

Play the chords of fame 

If you want to keep your soul 

Don't, don't, don't 

Don't play the chords of fame 

[Chorus: x 2] 

They'll rob you of your innocence 

They will put you up for sale 

The more that you will find success 

The more that you will fail 

I've been around 

I have my share 

And I really can't complain 

But I wonder who I left behind 

The other side of fame 

So play the chords of love 

My friend 

Play the chords of fame 

If you want to keep your soul 

Don't, don't, don't 

Don't play the chords of fame