Down the dusty road he tread
With songs of joy the world he fed
No riches in his hands to bring
Only the magic of his voice could sing
The trees would sway, the birds would chime
To every note in perfect time
A melody so pure, so free
It painted colors we couldn't see
Oh, the singing boy with a heart so light
Filling the day, chasing the night
Oh, the singing boy with a heart so light

With every tune he spreads his cheer
Turning the dark into something clear
The singing boy, a gift untold
Turning the ordinary into gold
Oh, the singing boy with a heart so light
The townspeople would sing

The folks stopped to hear his song
A fleeting joy they'd longed for long
No stage, no fame, no grand applause
Just love for music, no hidden cause
He sang of rivers, skies so blue
Of laughter, of joy, of joy

Of dreams come true
A simple boy, yet somehow he
Could make the world as it should be
Oh, the singing boy with a heart so light
Filling the day, chasing the night
Oh, the singing boy with a heart so light
With every tune he spreads his cheer
Turning the dark into something clear
The singing boy, a gift untold
Turning the ordinary into gold
No need for riches
No need for fame
No need for fame
His voice was enough
It carried his name
Through fields and valleys
His echoes stay
A reminder of joy
In each note he played
Oh, the singing boy with a heart so light
Filling the day
Chasing the night
Chasing the night
With every tune he spreads his cheer
Turning the dark into something clear
The singing boy, the gift untold
Turning the ordinary into gold
So if you hear a melody, the softness