LEADER OF THE BAND

Dan Fogelberg



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 thund'ring 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 thru' 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 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