Leader of the Band
-Dan Fogelberg
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Intro:
An only child, a-lone 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 re-pay
A quiet man of music, de-nied 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 under-stand
Chorus:
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