Lyrics by Tony Harris Vocal/Guitar/Production by Phillip Clarkson

HE PLAYED THE BIG STADIUMS EVEN PLAYED THE OPRY HAD A WHOLE LOT A FANS A BIG MAN WHEN TALKING COUNTRY

HE TRAVELED A MILLION MILES OR TWO ON HIS BIG SILVER EAGLE BUS HAD A FIVE MEMBER COUNTRY BAND THAT HE COULD ALWAYS TRUST

THEY WERE PLAYNG THE RIGHT CHORDS SINGING THE RIGHT SONG'S AT THE RIGHT TIME RECEIVING GOLD RECORDS AND AWARDS THEM BOY'S WERE WORKING OVERTIME

CHORUS THE SILVER EAGLE'S NOT ROLLING ANYMORE HE'S PLAYING HIS FLAT TOP WHENEVER HE CAN THE SILVER EAGLE'S NOT ROLLING ANYMORE HE'S JUST A ONE MAN BAND HE'S JUST A ONE MAN BAND (2ND CHORUS ONLY)

A BAD MANAGER TOOK HIS MONEY LEFT HIM HIGH AND DRY HE SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT COMING THE MUSIC IN HIM WLL NEVER DIE

AS HE DRIVES HIS OLD CADILLAC THOSE DAYS ARE GONE WITH THE WIND HE WISHES HE COULD GO BACK AND RIDE THAT EAGLE AGAIN

UP IS SOMETIMES DOWN NO MORE SCREAMING FANS AS THE WORLD GOES ROUND HE'S PUT IT ALL IN GOD'S HANDS

(REPEAT CHORUS)

PLEASE DON'T CRY FOR HIM HE PLAYED HIS MUSIC AND LIVED HIS DREAMS

© 2016 Lyrics by Tony Harris Vocal/Guitar/Mix Phillip Clarkson (BMI)