Well, I tried to be your paper boy
Tried to be your Boy Scout
Tried to be your ice cream manI could not be your soldier
Or even drive your bus
My skills weren't always that obviousYeah, but I hope you understand
I'll do the best I can
I ain't no perfect man but Sam I amI'm a back-talking fighter
A silver bullet biter
I'm a flip flop slider
And a guitar moonlighterI'm your 'Prove it all night'-er
Your holy ghost writer
Pale of shade whiter
I'm your rock 'n' roll driverOh, yeah, oh, yeah
That's all I amYeah, then I, I tried to be your oil man
Tried to be your big boss
Tried to be your broker but you took a lossIt's just a hopeless case
And I ain't no lawyer
I only got a few tricks I can show yaAnd I hope you understand it
I'll do the best I can
I ain't no Superman but Sam I amAnd I'm a feel good doctor
A big bad talker
After midnight walker
Sitting on the bay dockerI'm a sunshine stalker
Ho daddy wave watcher
Heaven's door knocker
Blue, white and red rockerOh, yeah, oh, yeah
That's all I amYeah, uh, listen
You know I've, I tried to be
Everything to you
Yeah, but it would not would not doGot nothing on my resume
But I can rock you
And roll you each and every dayHave mercy on me
I am not sorry
Believe me, it's easy
I'll do my best to beA straight shot shooter
A bad motor scooter
Sunny honeymooner
Your heavy metal croonerMake you wanna holler
Shirt with no collar
Just wish a couple inches taller
White, blue and red rockerOh, yeah, oh, yeah
Uh, I say, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's all I am
That's all I am
Baby, baby, baby, Sam I Am
Songwriters
HAGAR, SAMMY/DASPIT, ROBERT/DASPIT, NICOLE RENEE GOVERTPublished by
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