You know the crowd was very small for a country music show
But he faked a curtain call just like it was years ago
And then a lady grabbed his arm as he staggered down the aisle
And with all his country charm he addressed her with a smile
Would you catch a falling star before he crashes to the ground?
And don't you know how people are, nobody loves you when you're down
And pick me up and take me home and I'll bring my old guitar
Sing a golden country song if you'll catch a fallen star
He had a silver plated bus and a million country fans
Now there's just a few of us and now he drives a little van
And they were beatin' down his doors, lovely women left and right
And now he's on a hardwood floor and don't know where to spend the night
Would you catch a falling star before he crashes to the ground?
Yeah, don't you know how people are, nobody loves you when you're down
And pick him up and take him home and I'll bring my old guitar
I'll sing a golden oldie song if you'll catch a fallen star
I'll sing a golden country song if you'll catch a fallen star