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 doI met this angel with callused hands who led this boy to 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 songLike 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 still speaking, its teaching all of us a ton
He was my friend and my hero all wrapped up in oneI 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