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A one man band on a one night stand |
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As a one man band should be |
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The cried for more, he replied why sure |
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And he played one just for free |
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The sounds he laid down. the songs he played |
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Made the ladies all come to call |
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He was born in the back of a seminole bus |
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On the road to niagra falls |
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I'd do it again, i'd do it again |
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I'd do it again |
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The one man band philosophical man |
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Didn't lie when he said to us |
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I seen the high rollers come and go |
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It's the holy rollers i trust |
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The man said then he was sixteen when |
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He retired from the county school |
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A wee bit thin with a will to begin |
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He was known to be know man's fool |
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I'd do it again, i'd do it again |
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I'd do it again |
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The one man band was a mighty good man |
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Cause he played 'til the break of dawn |
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He ups and downs about four more rounds |
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And he stayed 'til the crowd went home |
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It seemed to me like he never could be |
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Like anything i'd ever seen before |
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When he stepped from the stage with his ax in his hand |
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And he run through the backstage door |
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I'd do it again, i'd do it again |
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I'd do it again |
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A one man band on a one night stand |
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As a one man band should be |
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They cried for more, he replied why sure |
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And he played one just for free |
