Like a rodeo bull in a child's ballet
He lived his life in danger
I could tell one thing by the
That love was not a stranger
To the man, leader of the band
Playing at the funeral of the king
You could see him run in the morning sun
And some say he was flying
When he sang his eyes were clear
and he had no fear of dy in'
Not the man, the leader of the band,
playin' at the funeral of the king
Hail to the chief and the soldier blue,
I sing to the stars like I sing to you
There's a whole lot of heaven
Money can't buy you love,
Hail to the chief and a soldier blue
I sing to the stars like I sing to you
There's a whole lot of heaven
money can't buy you love,
Like a rodeo bull in a child's ballet
he lived his life in danger
I could tell one thing by the
that love was not a stranger
To the man, the leader of the band,
Playin' at the funeral of the king
You could see him runnin'
And some say he was flyin'
When he sang his eyes were clear
And he had no fear of dyin'
Not the man, the leader of the band
Playing at the funeral of the king
Hail to the chief and soldier blue
I sing to the stars like I sing to you
There's a whole lot of heaven
A whole lot of pain in a rich man's life
