Number 06
February 5th, 2009

Wiry Man

Wiry man
No longer young
Banjo over your shoulder strung
Lead us on with the songs you've sung
Wiry man

Wiry man
Sing it again
Set your face against a chilly wind
Take us home, gather us in
Wiry man

And we raise our hands
At the sound of your voice
And we raise our hands
And we rejoice

Wiry man
Red, white and blue
No one loves this country more than you
Love enough to sing our failures too
Wiry man

Wiry man
Troubadour
Kin to the ones who came before
They're a cloud a-singin' from heaven's door
Wiry man