Letras
Daddy would sing us to sleep Barbra Allen
When I was 16, I stole a guitar
Made my own way through an open G-tuning
the banjo and fiddle tunes close to my heart
They come to me
Sweet melody
And I have lived for the love of the song
Inside the music is where I belong
Saturday nights if I'm right or I'm wrong
All for the music, the love of a song
Dropped out of college to hang with the hippies
Kerouac took me to Granddaddy's farm
Wanderin' the valley with wild Wakarusa
Silver in pocket, a jade lucky charm
They come to me
Sweet melody
And I have lived for the love of the song
Inside the music is where I belong
Saturday nights if I'm right or I'm wrong
All for the music, the love of a song
Amsterdam congas sold on the black market
Crashing in pubs protected by the IRA
Jamming with Czech bands that didn't speak English
Faraway travels brought me to today
They come to me
Sweet melody
And I have lived for the love of the song
Inside the music is where I belong
Saturday nights if I'm right or I'm wrong
All for the music, the love of a song
After my travels, my home is my fortress
The rain is my water, the sun is my heat
Thinkin' it's best just to stay in the country
don't trust the government and stay on the beat
They come to me
Sweet melody
And I have lived for the love of the song
Deep in the music is where I belong
Saturday nights if I'm right or I'm wrong
All for the music, the love of a song
And I'll keep on living for the love of the song