Ballad Of Henry Holloway

It's Saturday night and the bar room is howlin' With young weekend cowboys, all struttin' and a-prowlin' Drinkin' straight bourbon and tryin' not to shiver As it burns down their throats and plays hell with their liver On a small stage in the bar's furthest corner Sits Henry Holloway playin' his guitar Under the spotlight sweat on his face glistenin' A-singin' his heart out with nobody listenin' Fire in the belly and fire in the soul Ambition's a fire that's hard to control Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames Evelyn sits by the stage she's the only one clappin' With eyes brightly shinin', feet in time a-tappin' Face full of love as she watches her man In his shirt of blue rhinestones she sewed on by hand Sweet red lips movin' as she sings along Joinin' with Henry on his every song Although she's heard them about one million times 'Cause love is tone deaf as well as stone blind! Fire in the belly and fire in the soul Ambition's a fire that's hard to control Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames Now the noise in the bar's like a volcano explodin' But up on the stage young Henry is floatin' Eyes closed and driftin' through his favorite dream He sings of places that he's never seen Like Nashville and Memphis, New York and L.A. You can bet even money he'll get there someday But if he don't, he might just not care 'Cause when he sings his songs, he's already there Fire in the belly and fire in the soul Ambition's a fire that's hard to control Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames Now Saturday night's turned into Sunday mornin' The bar room is empty the bar tender's yawnin' Home go the cowboys with their jeans and high boots Come Monday they'll put on their ties and dark suits Back to the motel go Henry and Evelyn She falls asleep with her arms wrapped around him She dreams of motel rooms and cheap crowded bars Henry lies wide awake, and dreams of the stars Fire in the belly and fire in the soul Ambition's a fire that's hard to control Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames