More Than Just This Song

Like a boat on a river
this bus is floating down this old highway
Looking out the window
I think about how I got here today

Anyone who's anywhere
had some help getting there it´s true
And one of the reasons
why I get to do the things I do

I met this angel
With callused hands
Who let this boy
into his band

Under his wing
I learned to fly
On these 6 strings
through this life

You can hear them in my playing
Although he's gone
And I owe him so much more
than just this song.

Like a leaf that had fallen
I was drifting down the stream
Mr. Guitar came into my life
and let me live this dream

His old Gretch is still speaking
it´s teaching all of us a tone.
He was my friend and my hero
all wrapped up in one.

I met this angel
With callused hands
Who lead this naive boy
into his band

Under his wing
I learned to fly
On his 6 strings
into the night

I can still hear him playing
although he's gone
And I owe him so much more
than just this song.

Every face we see
From every stage we're on
With every note we play
Even though they're gone
They live on,
They live on.