Leader of the Band

[Sheila E. and man]:
C'mon pops, let me be the leader this time
Alright, go ahead, I'll just hang back here
Let Prince play piano

An only child alone and wild
A cab'net maker's son
His hands were meant for diff'rent work
And his heart was known to none
He left his home and went his lone and solitary way
And he gave to me a gift
I know i never can repay
A quiet man of music
Denied a simpler fate
He tried to be a soldier oncе
But his music wouldn't wait
He earned his lovе thru' discipline
A thund'ring velvet hand
His gentle means of sculpting souls
Took me years to understand
The leader of the band
Is tired and his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs thru' my instrument
And his song is in my soul
My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band
My brother's lives were diff'rent
For they heard another call
One went to chicago and the other to st. paul
And i'm in colorado
When i'm not in some hotel
Living out this life i've chose
And come to know so well
I thank you for the music
And your stories of the road
I thank you for the freedom
When it came my time to go
I thank you for the kindness
And the times when you got tough
And papa i don't think i said
"I love you" near enough
The leader of the band
Is tired and his eyes are growing old
But his blood runs thru' my instrument
And his song is in my soul
My life has been a poor attempt to imitate the man
I'm just a living legacy
To the leader of the band
I am the living legacy
To the leader of the band