One Night I Had a Backstage Pass to a Willie Nelson Show
There were wackos and weirdos and dingbats and dodos
And athletes and movie stars and David Allen Cole
There was leather and lace and every minority race
With a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson Show
Kristofferson got an offer for a movie
Promoters closed another deal or two
Waylon got a call from his
son, Shooter
And he went home the minute he was through
I moved with the mob at intermission
To the green room where you see who you can see
There were has-beens and would-bes and never-wors
Paupers, punks and millionaires and me
And there were wackos and weirdos and dodos
And athletes and movie stars and David Allen Cole
There was leather and lace and every minority race
With a backstage pass to the Willie Nelson Show
Plus you never get paid on a rally
There were people shopping and baj俺 in the streets
To the building
In order for the beer truck
To come through
And waiting in the wings
To sing with Willie
Were hopeful stars
Of flickering magnitude
There was a singer
Willie knew back in the fifties
Who once paid him
Fifty dollars for a song
There were women
Who once did
And some who still would
I heard one ask
Did Connie come along
And there were wackos
And weirdos
And dingbats
And dodos
And athletes
And movie stars
And David Allen Cole
Leather and lace
In every minority race
With a backstage pass
To the Willie
Willie Nelson Show
I wish you could have been there
Or maybe you were