I am a musician and I play the guitar with no radio waves
I play it loud to the Lord up above so he knows I'm doing what I love
I came down here from upstate far. 12 hours North by car
I left my dog and my mama too just to stand/sit up here and sing my life to you
My Grandma came from Napoli Bay. Married a man untrue
They called him Red and he lived up to the name with a temper fiery and cruel
Now she bore a son, my daddy dear. Sweetest man you'll ever hear
He took a bus to the cold North roads. Met a Canadian rose
They raised us four in a big ‘ol house. Grandma took a room there too
And they raised us well, “Keep your eyes up above and always only do what you love”
And now I am a musician and I play the guitar with no radio waves
And I play it loud to the Lord up above so he knows I'm doing what I love
So he knows I'm doing what I love
So he knows I'm doing what I love