Lightfoot

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Sidemen come out first, John Stockfish bass guitar
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Looks at the world through the eyes of Nashville
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The Riverboat and Charlie Mccoy, he's just a boy´

[Verse 2]
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The lead guitarist Red Shea who's really come a long, long way
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Since rhythm rocker jingle jangle and go Red... and Lightfoot
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Edwardian, suddenly striped, his hair blondish and poetic
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He is less than vinyl perfect
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His foot is a precise anchor for the husk and vibrance of his voice

[Pre-Chorus]
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He is the image of Alberta
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The side street near Chicago
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The grim beauty of Toronto

[Chorus]
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He is an artist, he is an artist
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He is an artist painting sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoods
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Still echos long ago the winter night of black july and then the outcome
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Of an early Cleveland rainfalls
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I sit softly among the rest waiting there for him to paint his pictures
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And as the go-go girl went round and our heads were in a spin I thought about
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The Crossroads, In the Early Morning Rain and Rosanna

[Pre-Chorus]
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I'm not saying that I'm sorry
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I'm just telling you the story
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And when Lightfoot's magic calls
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You can write it on your walls
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'Cause that's what walls are for

[Chorus]
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He is an artist, he is an artist
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He is an artist painting sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoods
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He is an artist, he is an artist
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He is an artist painting sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoods
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Still echos long ago the winter night of black july, he is an artist