The Writer Sings His Song

If a song has the words that immediately gel

And the sound of a singer with something to sell

You can always be sure you can hear, you can tell

It's the writer singin' his song

He can make it a protest or personal view

With a feeling sincere and appealing to you

And that's all he can try for and all he can do

As the writer singin' his song

I can ask you to think about don't let it die

I can ask you to do what you can

If the song keeps returning as others go by

That's the plan

Now the end of the song is apparently near

And I'm terribly sorry for bending your ear

But the one thing I hope is you like what you hear

I'm a writer singin' his song

I can ask you to think about don't let it die

I can ask you to do what you can

If the song keeps returning as others go by

That's the plan

Now the end of the song is apparently near

And I'm terribly sorry for bending your ear

But the one thing I hope is you like what you hear

I'm a writer singin' his song

Singin' his song

I'm a writer singin' his song

I'm a writer singin' his song

Yes, I'm a writer singin' his song