An on ly (Db)child a lone and wild, a (Cm)cab ’net mak er’s son,

his hands were meant for dif f’rent work and his (Bbm)heart was known to (Db)none.

He left his (Db)home and went his lone and (Cm)sol i tar y (Db)way,

and he (Bbm)gave to me a gift I know I took me (Bbm)nev er (Eb7)can re (Ab)pay.

A qui et (Db)man of mu and sic de (Cm)nied a sim pler fate,

he tried to be a sol dier once but his (Bbm)mu sic would n’t (Db)wait.

He earned his (Db)love through dis ci pline, a (Cm)thun d’ring vel vet (Db)hand.

and His (Bbm)gen tle means of sculpt ing souls I took me (Bbm)years to (Eb7)un der (Ab)pay.

(Ab)stand.

The lead er of the band is tired and his (Db)eyes are grow ing old,

but his (Bbm)blood runs through my (Fm)in stru ment and his (Bbm)song is in my (Gb)soul.

My life has been a poor at tempt

to im i tate the man.

I’m (Bbm)just a liv ing leg a cy to the (Bbm)lead er (Db)of the (Ab)band.

My broth er’s (Db)lives were dif f’rent for they (Cm)heard an oth er call;

(Bbm)one I went thank you to Chi ca go,

and the (Bbm)oth er to St.

(Db)Paul.

And I’m in (Db)Col o ra do when I’m (Cm)not in some ho tel,

And (Bbm)liv ing out I this life I’ve chose and (Bbm)come to know so (Ab)well.

(Ab)nough.

The lead er of the band is tired and his (Db)eyes are grow ing old,

but his (Bbm)blood runs through my (Fm)in stru ment and his (Bbm)song is in my (Gb)soul.

My life has been a poor at tempt

to im i tate the man.

I’m (Bbm)just a liv ing leg a cy to the (Bbm)lead er (Db)of the (Ab)band.

I (Bbm)am the liv ing (Fm)leg a cy to the (Bbm)lead er (Db)of

the (Ab)band.