A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot

'Cause he loaded it up

when I was there to buy some strings

Certain times like these

Mean everything to me



Tommy looked up at his novelty clock

He stopped and locked up the shop to play a piece

He turned and talked to me

'Till I would have to leave



He said "young boy you gotta let it fly

There's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye

Don't you beg for prayer when there's so much more

You can dream the whole damn store

There be many a night when you can't find food

From the long road home to the hotel room

But don't forget that I always believed in you"



Good on you boy

Good on me

Good on you



A cigarette shock to the marigold pot

As they wished me good luck

I shut the door and crossed the street

Every couple weeks

I would check in just to see

To dish up in the shock

With the telephone up

Put my cigarette, cough

And said "oh man it's good to hear from you"

And not believe

That Tommy had to leave



Hey there boy go ahead and fly

Say hello to your mom in the midnight sky

I won't forget that you always believed in me

'Cause many a night when I can't find food

Take a look at me now man I'm playing my tunes

I won't forget you

'Cause you were good to me



Good on you, boy

Hell, good on me

But good on you