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  • An only child alone and wild, a cabinet maker's son.
    His hands were meant for different work
    And his heart was known to none
    He left his home and went his lone and solitary way
    And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay
    A quiet man of music denied a simpler fate
    He tried to be a soldier once, but his music wouldn't wait
    He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand
    His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand
    The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old
    My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
    I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
    I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
    My brother's lives were different for they heard another call
    One went to Chicago and the other to St Paul
    And I'm in Colorado when I'm not in some hotel
    Living out this life I've chose and come to know so well
    I thank you for the music and your stories of the road
    I thank you for the freedom when it came my time to go
    I thank you for the kindness and the times when you got tough
    And papa, I don't think I said I love you near enough
    The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old
    But his blood runs through my instrument and his song is in my soul
    My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
    I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
    I am a living legacy to the leader of the band
    (The End)
  • [00:20.42] An only child alone and wild, a cabinet maker's son.
    [00:27.62] His hands were meant for different work
    [00:30.21] And his heart was known to none
    [00:34.33] He left his home and went his lone and solitary way
    [00:41.17] And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay
    [00:54.65] A quiet man of music denied a simpler fate
    [01:00.89] He tried to be a soldier once, but his music wouldn't wait
    [01:08.50] He earned his love through discipline, a thundering velvet hand
    [01:14.64] His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand
    [01:23.19] The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old
    [01:36.41] My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
    [01:43.76] I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
    [01:43.82] I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
    [01:56.95] My brother's lives were different for they heard another call
    [02:02.73] One went to Chicago and the other to St Paul
    [02:11.15] And I'm in Colorado when I'm not in some hotel
    [02:18.09] Living out this life I've chose and come to know so well
    [02:45.92] I thank you for the music and your stories of the road
    [02:54.04] I thank you for the freedom when it came my time to go
    [03:00.93] I thank you for the kindness and the times when you got tough
    [03:07.59] And papa, I don't think I said I love you near enough
    [03:15.29] The leader of the band is tired and his eyes are growing old
    [03:21.27] But his blood runs through my instrument and his song is in my soul
    [03:28.61] My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
    [03:35.76] I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
    [03:43.07] I am a living legacy to the leader of the band
    [03:53.45] (The End)