Leader of the Band

An only child alone and wild
A cabinetmaker'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
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

My brothers' 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