When the Music Meant Everything

We remember singing harmony
Coming from our hearts and souls
Back when the music meant everything
And no one went for the gold

We had one Fender amp that we all played through
With guitars that we bought from Sears
And with a set of drums that were four shades of brown
We assaulted our parents' ears

And when we got a gig in a strip-tease bar
The response was a little less than cold
Back when the music meant everything
And no one went for the gold

We had our foot in the door when it slammed in our face
And we weren't smart enough to just quit
And then that hardheadedness really paid off big
With a string of greatest hits

Now we're riding high they say we've got it made
But the most precious memory we hold
Is back when the music meant everything
And no one went for the gold

All we ever wanted was to play and sing those songs
Now we sing 'em all so many times the feeling's almost gone
Sometimes when we're reminiscing how it was back then
We stop to smile when we let old man nostalgia creep on in

We remember singing harmony
Coming from our hearts and souls
Back when the music meant everything
And no one went for the gold