TITLE = Leader Of The Band
CATEGORY = Rock
Artist=Dan Folgerberg
Speed = Text1
Beats = 4
Measures = 2
Font = 40
NOTE = ZZZZ390

+1/2 For CD
G    C    Am    Em    C   D7    G
Intro...
G        C/G     G               Bm              C
An only child alone and wild, a cabinet-maker's son
    Am                   Em
His hands were meant for different work
        Am                 C   D7
And his heart was known to none
G           C/G      G                 Bm        C
He left his home and went his lone and solitary way
   Am           Em            Am    D7     G
He gave to me a gift I know I never can repay
G        C/G     G               Bm         C
A quiet man of music, denied a simpler fate
    Am                   Em
He tried to be a soldier once
                Am         C   D7
But his music wouldn't wait
G           C/G      G
He earned his love through discipline
Bm        C
A thund'ring velvet hand
G        C/G     G               Bm              C
His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand
C                 Bm7
The leader of the band is tired
         C                G
And his eyes are growing old
        Am                 Em
But his blood runs thru my instrument
        C             D
And his song is in my soul
C                  Bm7         C               G
My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
    Am             Em            Am     C      G
I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band
G        C/G     G
My brother's lives were different
Bm              C
For they heard another call
G        C/G     G               Bm     C
One went to Chicago, another to St. Paul
    Am                   Em              Am   C   D7
And I'm in Colorado when I'm not in some motel
G           C/G      G
Living out this life I chose
                 Bm        C
And have come to know so well
G        C/G     G               Bm              C
I thank you for the music and your stories of the road
    Am                   Em
I thank you for the freedom 
                 Am       C   D7
When it came my time to go
G           C/G      G
I thank you for the kindness
         Bm        C
And the times when you got tough
   Am           Em            Am    D7     G
And, Papa, I don't think I've said "I love you" near enough
C                 Bm7
The leader of the band is tired
         C                G
And his eyes are growing old
        Am                 Em
But his blood runs thru my instrument
        C             D
And his song is in my soul
C                  Bm7         C               G
My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
    Am             Em            Am     C      G
I'm just a living legacy to the leader of the band