He's got a nice little life<br />He's gonna live it, but on<br />Friday nights he plays that mandolin<br />Painted red, and he said<br />It's not the best I know<br />But it's mine, I'm gonna make it mine<br />People there can't help but care<br />About the friendly music of a guy<br />Who's getting by from their applause<br />He's got a song that moves along<br />He's got his local crowd tonight<br />At Angelina's family bar and grill<br />He's got his heart on his sleeve<br />The songs he plays just living free<br />But who knows what goes through his mind<br />When he plays a song it brings along<br />Everybody saying<br />Who's that guy who plays the mandolin... mandolin<br />Oh yeah, mandolin<br />Got a car, got a scar<br />Like everyone he's got a few but<br />Everybody loves that mandolin<br />Got his problems, bills to pay<br />Somehow that boy finds a way<br />Through paychecks in tip jars, yeah<br />He's got his heart on his sleeve<br />The songs he plays just living free<br />But who knows what goes through his mind<br />When he plays a song it brings along<br />Everybody saying<br />Who's that guy who plays the mandolin... mandolin<br />Oh yeah, mandolin<br />Oh he's the kind of guy<br />Who never really wanted fame<br />His feet are planted firmly on the ground<br />He never wanted people to remember his name<br />He never wanted word to get around<br />That he found heaven on earth<br />He's got his heart on his sleeve<br />The songs he plays just living free<br />But who knows what goes through his mind<br />When he plays a song it brings along<br />Everybody saying<br />Who's that guy who plays the mandolin<br />Oh, I'm the guy who plays the mandolin<br />Mandolin Oh, mandolin<br />
