Well I know this ain’t the bar song you want to hear
But I make music for the soul
Every empty glass you see
on the ground is just another written note
These days I’m often asked where I find my thoughts
But promise you don’t wanna know
No matter what I think
I’ll always be weaker than from the man I’ve grown
And I’ve learned that money don’t blend well with fame
Just hope that these words help someone someday
I know it ain’t perfect but there’s pain in thе way
I know I’m saved
This is music for the soul
Mmm
Oh this is music for the soul
Wеll I know this ain’t the hope you were searching for
I’ll still whisper it low
This one’s for the broken man with a shaky hand all alone
Guess I’ll spend the rest of my nights
for the rest of my life on my own
And I know know this ain’t a bar song
You want to hear but I make music for the soul
Mmm, mmm, mmm
Mmm, mmm, mmm
And I’ve learned that money don’t blend well with fame
Just hope that these words help someone someday
I know it ain’t perfect but there’s pain in the way
Oh I’m saved
This is music for the soul
Ohhhh
This is music for the soul
This is music for the soul
So I guess I’ll spend the rest of my nights
for the rest of my life on my own
And I know know this ain’t the bar song you wanna hear
But I make music for the soul