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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'
F C
Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
F C
Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
G Dm C
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!
F C
Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
F C
Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
G Dm C
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
G C
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
F C
Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
F C
Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
G Dm C
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
F C
Fire in the belly and fire in the soul
Ambition's a fire that's hard to control
F C
Burnin' with bright dreams of money and fame
G Dm C
Young Henry Holloway's lost in the flames