I've been drivin' out back in a 10 ton Mack, eating dust from the central we-est

And if I ain't been spendin' all my money, then at least I've been doin' my be-est

They went and took away all the cameras and drunk up all my champa-agne

And roll me over right, into Saturday night, it started all over agai-ain

But oh-oh, that's beating the boards, oh-oh, that's beating the boards

Facing the Lor-ord, we're beating the boards again

And then you walk inside all bleary-eyed

And you're ready just to lie in a heap

And you don't even think about the two-quid drinks

Or the hours that you just couldn't sleep

And then some guy's wife wants an autograph

And some thing got out of hand

And then you rattle the floor and pray to the Lord

Help me through the show agai-ain

But oh-oh, that's beating the boards, oh-oh, that's beating the boards

Facing the Lord, we're beating the boar-oards again

They're layin' out on the floor (Oh-oh that's beating the boards)

Yelling for more-ore (Oh-oh that's beating the boards)

Oh facing the Lord, they're beating the boar-oards again and agai-ain

You're out on the stage again tonight with nothin' but yourself on the li-i-ine

And you're singin' songs abou-out heated nights, singin' songs and we'll all hold tight

There's music, there's emotion, there's a curtain callin' your na-a-a-ame

The play is settin', your nerves growin' tight - said, Oh, it's all the price of fame...

Oh facing the Lord, we're beating the boar-oards again and again and

When you sing the song, it don't take too long to work out all of the si-igns

When you get to the top and you think you can stop

There's another damn mountain to cli-imb

And you think that no-one remembers you and you carry too heavy a loa-oad

But the crowd yells more, and evens the score

So back out on the roa-oa-oad

Oh-oh, that's beating the boards, Oh-oh, that's beatin' the boards

You're facing the Lord, you're beating the boards again and again and

They're layin' out on the floor (Oh-oh that's beating the boards)

They're yellin' for more (Oh-oh that's beating the boards)

Oh facing the Lord, they're beating the boards again and again

They're layin' out on the floor (Oh-oh, that's beating the boards)

They're yellin' for more-ore (Oh-oh that's beating the boards)

I'm facing the Lord, they're beating the boar-oards again

They're layin' out on the floor (Oh-oh, that's beating the boards)

Ooh, they're yelling for more-ore (Oh-oh, that's beating the boards)

I-I'm facing the Lord, they're beating the boards again