Harry and his banjo went to take a walk He sings a song in somewhere´s corner Some big shot hear and think about it Some thousand dollars later Harry is a star. A lot of shows in Nashville A lot of girls to date A lemousine with a driver for him He plays a banjo now, with the keys of gold He gets the fame so hurry It gets him by the balls He doesn´t watches his steps on stairs It was impossible to stop his fall Now Harry lives in a bedroom Behind a fifth class bar He plays his banjo for a few dollars And dream all night With a guy that once was a star.