The Living Legend Lyrics

Hey Mister -- can you use an old folksinger?
Would your patrons like some old time soul?
Can they dig the "Foggy Mountain Breakdown"?
Sorry I don't play no rock 'n roll.
But I can make'em cry to "Molly Darling"
Sing along to "Row Your Boat Ashore".
I'll play until the dawn, and
When the crowd is gone,
Mister, I'll be glad to sweep your floor.

You should have been in New York back in '60.
Hey, wasn't I a star there for awhile?
But New York messed up my head.
Got strung out on reds.
Bobby Dylan went and copped my style.
Oh, but I can make'em cry to "Molly Darling",
Sing along to "Row Your Boat Ashore".
Streetlife sure is fun
When you're twenty-one,
But, Mister, I ain't twenty-one no more.

So, I take the love of them that still remember.
Take the help from them who care to give.
Swap my songs for sandwiches and shelter.
Even a living legend's gotta live.
Oh, but I can make'em cry to "Molly Darling",
Sing along to "Row Your Boat Ashore".
Michael, row your boat ashore.
Hallelujah.
Michael, row your boat ashore.
Hallelujah.
Michael, row your boat ashore.
Hallelujah.
Michael, row your boat ashore.
Hallelujah.