I dreamt of playing mandolin
But never found the time
If I could only make a wish
It wouldn't cost a dime
I'd pick it up real slow
Caressing every fret
Play it sweet like he once did
A tune you won't forget
Something in minor key
A tune that brings a tear
Maybe even sing along
A vocal free of fear.
Then the truth comes flooding back
The patience and the skill I lack
Even if that wish was real
Even with come crossroads deal
And practised even single day
And trained in some all perfect way
I'll never play the Mandolin
At least not like him
I fiddle round late at night
A three chord kapo king
I've even try to keep a tune
I even try to sing
To soaring sounds and melody
I try to follow 'long
Attempting to congure up
A truly perfect song
The one I'd play for folks I know
A bloody valentine
That came from places real to me
Attempts at the sublime
Then the truth comes flooding back
The patience and the skill I lack
Even if that wish was real
Even with come crossroads deal
And practised even single day
And trained in some all perfect way
I'll never play the Mandolin
At least not like him