I Don’t Pick the Music Noah Floersch

[Verse 1]
I met an old man at a local burnout bar
He was nursing a whiskey and smoking a long cigar
He told me his wife cheated, left, and broke his heart
Now he drinks at night to keep out all the dark

[Pre-Chorus]
I asked him "How do you make it through the day?
What keeps you going now that she has gone away?"
He closed his eyes a second, and tilted his head
And told me something I don't think I'll ever forget

[Chorus]
He said "I don't pick the music, I just dance
Sometimes all that you can do is do all that you can
And oftentimes I wonder if it's all part of a plan
But I don't pick the music, I just da-a-ance
No, I don't pick the music, I just dance"

[Verse 2]
Bartender told me that she's sick of pouring beers
She's worked here everyday for twenty-five long years
She used to dream she'd have a big acting career
She just never made it out of here

[Pre-Chorus]
I asked her "How do you make it through the day?
What keeps you going since that dream has gone away?"
She said the best advice that she had ever heard
Was from the old man sitting next to me, so listen to his words