When I went back to school to be
The teacher or the preacher or the pride of my family,
Mr. Music would just take my hand,
And I'd be jammin' in a brand new band.
When I tried to make it like they say
With a regular job--get up in the mornin',
Go to work each day,
Mr. Music would just come along--
And say, "You're never gonna starve
if you're livin' by your song.
(Chorus)
Thank you, Mr. Music
For teachin' me to see--
I gotta do what I got to do,
To be who I must be.
In the middle of my daydream,
You became my mirror--
You rescued me.
Thank you, Mr. Music,
Because forgettin' all my strife,
I wouldn't know what song to sing
Without your song in my life.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Music.
Sing it again and again.
I wanna thank you, Daddy, for my first guitar.
Without that one, you know I never couldda' come this far.
Woah, wanna thank you, Momma, for bein' so cool--
When you let me take my guitar to school,
(Chorus)
(And I) Thank you, Mr. Music
For teachin' me to see--
I gotta do what I got to do,
To be who I must be.
In the middle of my daydream,
You became my mirror--
You rescued me.
Thank you, Mr. Music,
Because forgettin' all my strife,
I wouldn't know what song to sing
Without your song in my life.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, Mr. Music.
Sing it again and again.
(Repeat chorus one more time)
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Lyrics submitted by Gene Gorrell.