He's got nothing but talent and time on his hands

He loves his music, hangs out with his band

He's got big-hit ambitions and number one dreams

He's a high-rollin', a magnificent music machine



He hit town with nothing but his old guitar

With visions of grandeur and being a star

He writes them and sings them like you've never seen

He's a high-rollin', a magnificent music machine



Well sometimes he's dejected and sometimes he's afraid

But he knows what he's in for 'til his dues are paid

Sometimes they're fat girls and sometimes they're lean

He's a high-rollin', a magnificent music machine


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