Hello, I'm Johnny Cagg.I once had a backstage pass to a Willie Nelson show.There were wackos and weirdos and dingbats and dodosAnd athletes and movie stars and David Allen ColeThere was leather and lace and every minority raceWith a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson show.Kristofferson got an offer for a moviePromoters closed another deal or twoMark Rothbaum got a call from SheffieldAnd Shooter JenningsAnd Waylon left the minute he was throughI moved with the mob at intermissionTo the green room where you see who you can seeThere were has-beens and would-bes and never-wordsPaupers, punks and millionaires and meAnd there were wackos and weirdos and dingbats and dodosAnd athletes and movie stars and David Allen ColeThere was leather and lace and every minority raceWith a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson show.Hell's Angels blocked the traffic to the buildingIn order for the beer truck to come throughAnd waiting in the wings to sing with WillieWere hopeful stars of flickering magnitudeThere was a singer Willie knew back in the fiftiesWho once paid him fifty dollars for a songThere were women who once did and some who still wouldI heard one ask, did Connie come along?And there were wackos and weirdos and dingbats and dodosAnd athletes and movie stars and David Allen ColeThere was leather and lace and every minority raceWith a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson show.You should go see old Willie sometime.Bye.