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 fallin' star
Before he crashes to the ground
Don't you know how people are
Nobody loves you when you're down
Pick me up and take me home
And I'll bring my old guitar
Sing a golden oldie song
If you'll catch a fallin' star
He had a silver plated bus
Chorus
Sing a golden oldie song, if you'll catch a fallin' star