Who draws the crowd and plays so loudnBaby it's the guitar mannWho's gonna steal the shownYou know, baby, it's the guitar mannnHe can make you love nHe can make you crynHe will bring you downnThen he'll get you highnSomethin' keeps him goin'nMiles and miles a daynTo find another place to playnnNight after night who treats you rightnBaby, it's the guitar mannWho's on the radio nYou go listen to the guitar mannnThen he comes to townnAnd you see his facenAnd you think you mightnLike to take his placenSomethin' keeps him driftin'nMiles and miles awaynSearchin' for the songs to playnnThen you listen to the musicnAnd you sing alongnYou want to get the meaningnOut of each and every songnThen you find yourself a messagenAnd some words to call your ownnAnd take them homennHe can make you lovenHe can get you highnHe will bring you downnThen he'll make you crynSomethin' keeps him movin'nBut no one seems to knownWhat it is that makes him gonnThen the lights begin to flickernAnd the sound is getting dimnThe voice begins to falternAnd the crowds are getting thinnBut he never seems to noticenHe's just got to findnAnother place to playnnEither waynGot to playnEither waynGot to play