Your old friend called me up today He knew you'd been called awayTo fight for freedom in a far-off landHe said that we could make such beautiful music togetherSo I told him all about my one-man bandThat one-man band on my left handIs all I want to hearThe song you put there in my heartStill comes through loud and clearSo I told him he and his symphonyCan't match the one-man bandThat I wear on the fingerOf my left handThat one-man band on my left handIs all I want to hearThe song you put there in my heartStill comes through loud and clearSo I told him he and his symphonyCan't match the one-man bandThat I wear on the fingerOf my left hand
