| Song | Singer In A Band |
| Artist | Mark Wills |
| Album | And The Crowd Goes Wild |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'll be glad to sign my autograph | |
| If you want me to | |
| God knows I love singin' | |
| It's what I was born to do | |
| You see me up there center state | |
| In the spotlight for a while | |
| But in the things that really matter | |
| I'm just sittin' on the aisle | |
| ‘Cause I've seen a third grade angel | |
| With dark circles ‘neath her eyes | |
| Not a trace of hair left on her head | |
| Saying, “Daddy, please don't cry.? | |
| A single mom working overtime | |
| A college kid readin' to the blind | |
| When you look for heroes, know that | |
| I'm just a singer in a band | |
| I'm thankful to be living in | |
| This childhood dream come true | |
| But sometimes the attention | |
| Just leaves me confused | |
| Yeah, I love my t-shirt on those kids | |
| My name there up in lights | |
| But when the show is done, and I'm on the bus | |
| Ridin' through the night | |
| I think of New York City | |
| And those firemen and cops | |
| Who ran in and laid down their lives | |
| Because it was their job | |
| The soldier in a field of mines | |
| With each step he lays it on the line | |
| When you look for heroes, know that | |
| I'm just a singer in a band | |
| I'm humbled when you take the time | |
| To hear my life in verse and rhyme | |
| But when it comes to heroes, know that | |
| I'm just a singer in a band | |
| I'm a singer in a band | |
| I'll be glad to sign my autograph | |
| If you want me to | |
| God knows I love singin' | |
| It's what I was born to do |
| I' ll be glad to sign my autograph | |
| If you want me to | |
| God knows I love singin' | |
| It' s what I was born to do | |
| You see me up there center state | |
| In the spotlight for a while | |
| But in the things that really matter | |
| I' m just sittin' on the aisle | |
| ' Cause I' ve seen a third grade angel | |
| With dark circles ' neath her eyes | |
| Not a trace of hair left on her head | |
| Saying, " Daddy, please don' t cry.? | |
| A single mom working overtime | |
| A college kid readin' to the blind | |
| When you look for heroes, know that | |
| I' m just a singer in a band | |
| I' m thankful to be living in | |
| This childhood dream come true | |
| But sometimes the attention | |
| Just leaves me confused | |
| Yeah, I love my tshirt on those kids | |
| My name there up in lights | |
| But when the show is done, and I' m on the bus | |
| Ridin' through the night | |
| I think of New York City | |
| And those firemen and cops | |
| Who ran in and laid down their lives | |
| Because it was their job | |
| The soldier in a field of mines | |
| With each step he lays it on the line | |
| When you look for heroes, know that | |
| I' m just a singer in a band | |
| I' m humbled when you take the time | |
| To hear my life in verse and rhyme | |
| But when it comes to heroes, know that | |
| I' m just a singer in a band | |
| I' m a singer in a band | |
| I' ll be glad to sign my autograph | |
| If you want me to | |
| God knows I love singin' | |
| It' s what I was born to do |
| I' ll be glad to sign my autograph | |
| If you want me to | |
| God knows I love singin' | |
| It' s what I was born to do | |
| You see me up there center state | |
| In the spotlight for a while | |
| But in the things that really matter | |
| I' m just sittin' on the aisle | |
| ' Cause I' ve seen a third grade angel | |
| With dark circles ' neath her eyes | |
| Not a trace of hair left on her head | |
| Saying, " Daddy, please don' t cry.? | |
| A single mom working overtime | |
| A college kid readin' to the blind | |
| When you look for heroes, know that | |
| I' m just a singer in a band | |
| I' m thankful to be living in | |
| This childhood dream come true | |
| But sometimes the attention | |
| Just leaves me confused | |
| Yeah, I love my tshirt on those kids | |
| My name there up in lights | |
| But when the show is done, and I' m on the bus | |
| Ridin' through the night | |
| I think of New York City | |
| And those firemen and cops | |
| Who ran in and laid down their lives | |
| Because it was their job | |
| The soldier in a field of mines | |
| With each step he lays it on the line | |
| When you look for heroes, know that | |
| I' m just a singer in a band | |
| I' m humbled when you take the time | |
| To hear my life in verse and rhyme | |
| But when it comes to heroes, know that | |
| I' m just a singer in a band | |
| I' m a singer in a band | |
| I' ll be glad to sign my autograph | |
| If you want me to | |
| God knows I love singin' | |
| It' s what I was born to do |