Verse 1 Been singing in the same old clubs Since nineteen-seventy-four Men walked in and they just left Like seasons in a year Off-stage life was sometimes heavy Took my share of low-down nights But once the band began to play I knew where I belong Chorus I still sing I still sway Still lose sleep now and then that way Still pour wine Still take chances Funny thing... I still dance Verse 2 Some men held me through the winter Some just vanished with the spring Some knew how to love a woman Some just liked the way I sing Nights got quieter around me Seasons do what seasons do I leave the club alone at night Funny thing... I’m good with that Chorus I still sing I still sway Still lose sleep now and then that way Still pour wine Still take chances Funny thing... I still dance Bridge I know when to hold a note When to let a lyric fade Funny how the band still follows Every turn and every breath Stamina is not about your power It’s just staying in a song (Slow saxophone and piano solo) Final Chorus I’ll keep singing I will sway But I’ll sleep peaceful at night I will drink my wine And await my chances That’s just it: I survived