Lyrics:

You Know The Crowd Was Very Small For A Country Music Show
but He Faked A Curtain Call Just Like It Was Years Ago
and Then A Lady Grabbed His Arm As He Staggered Down The Aisle
and With All His Country Charm He Addressed Her With A Smile

would You Catch A Fallen Star Before He Crashes To The Ground
don't You Know How People Are, Nobody Loves You When You're Down
pick Him Up And Take Him Home And He'll Bring His Old Guitar
sing A Golden Oldie Song If You'll Catch A Fallen Star

he Had A Silver Plated Bus And A Million Country Fans
now There's Just A Few Of Us And He Drives A Little Van
and They Were Beatin' Down His Door The Lovely Women Left And Right
and Now He's On The Hardwood Floor A-Wonderin' Where He'll Spend The Night

would You Catch A Fallen Star Before He Crashes To The Ground
don't You Know How People Are, Nobody Loves You When You're Down
pick Him Up And Take Him Home And He'll Bring His Old Guitar
sing A Golden Oldie Song If You'll Catch A Fallen Star
sing A Golden Country Song If You'll Catch A Fallen Star