Mandolin Lyrics

He’s got a nice little life
He’s gonna live it but on
Friday nights he plays that mandolin

Painted red and he said
“It’s not the best I know but it’s mine”
I’m gonna make it last
Ohh, yeah
Oh oh, woah

People there can’t help but care
About the friendly music of a guy
Who’s getting by on their applause

He’s got a song that moves along
He’s got his local crowd tonight
At Angelina’s Family Bar and Grill

He’s got his heart on his sleeve
The songs he plays to live and breathe but
Who knows what goes through his mind

When he plays a song, it brings along
Everybody sayin’
Who’s that guy who plays the mandolin, mandolin
Oh yeah, mandolin

Got a car, got a scar like
Everyone has got a few but
Everybody loves that mandolin

Got his problems, bills to pay
Somehow that boy finds a way Through paychecks and tip jars, yeah

He’s got his heart on his sleeve
The songs he plays to live and breathe but
Who knows what goes through his mind

When he plays a song, it brings along
Everybody sayin’
Who’s that guy who plays the mandolin, mandolin

Oh, he’s the kind of guy who never really wanted fame
His feet are planted firmly on the ground
He never wanted people to remember his name
He never wanted word to get around that he found heaven
on earth

He’s got his heart on his sleeve
The songs he plays to live and breathe but
Who knows what goes through his mind

When he plays a song, it brings along
Everybody sayin’
Who’s that guy who plays the mandolin
Oh, I’m the guy who plays the mandolin
Mandolin
Oh oh
Mandolin

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