Hit Records - Brook Benton

People always ask me

How do make a hit record

And I tell them, it’s you

The public who make hit records

But here’s what I do

Now I get a little beat

And I get a little song

And I get a little group

Then the band comes along

That’s all, that’s all

That’s all, that’s all

That’s all I need

To make a hit record

Then I met a man

With a long cigar

I said, look here, man

I wanna be a star

Listen to my beat

Listen to my song

Now dig the group

Ain’t that pretty

Man, we can’t go wrong

Well, he made me sign

The paper for twenty years

But I didn’t mind that paper

Cause the people cheered

When they heard my beat

Ah, hit it, brother

When they heard my song

When they dug the group

Go on, children

Well, it didn’t take long

Now, I’m walking on air

I ain’t got a care

Said, why don’t you

Try the same thing too

Just get a little beat

Go on and get it, brother

Get yourself a song

Now dig the group

Man, you can’t go wrong