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You heard about those stars
The cream of our profession
Who humbly tell the world
They're quitting at the top
They make the same old speech
The tired old confession
It's time to say farewell
It's time for them to stop

Allergic to success
It's triumphs and its torments
They claim they've had enough
It's time to close the show
To keep their
Very last performance
But nine times out of ten
They never really go

One thing I swear will never doubt me
Cross my heart
Look me in the eye
No matter what they say about me
Take my word
You'll never hear me say goodbye

Well, some are born beneath
A silver moon of fortune
The Gods look down
And smile wherever they may go
But not for me, that spoon
That silver spoon of fortune
The sidewalks and the streets
They taught me all I know

I stand for some who never made it
When no one gave a damn
And no one knew my name
The game of life was hard
And that's the way I played it
I made my own mistakes
I learned to take the blame

It taught me sense and perseverance
To live on hope and humble pie
No farewell tour
No last appearance
Take my word
You'll never hear me say goodbye

I've had it up to here
With all those smart pretenders
Who say they're sick
And tired and so weary of the game
Who turn their backs
On all their old defenders
The ones who urged them on
Along the road of fame

But now they're never home
When friends and fans come calling
They have no words to say
Their secretaries speak
But watch them change
Their tune when record sales are falling
They're back on television
Seven nights a week

If you ask me when I'll retire
I'll say the day that pigs can fly
As long as I can light a fire
Take my word
You'll never hear me say goodbye
No farewell song, no angel choir
You'll never hear me say goodbye.

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