歌曲名 Mr Tanner (Edited Live Version) 歌手名 Harry Chapin

作词：佚名

作曲：Harry Chapin

Mister Tanner was a cleaner

From a town in the midwest

And of all the cleaning shops around

He'd made his the best

But he also was a baritone

Who sang while hanging clothes

He practiced scales while pressing tails

And sang at local shows

His friends and neighbors praised the voice

That poured out from his throat

They said that he should uses gift

Instead of cleaning coats

Oh far

But music was his life

It was not his livelihood

And it made him feel so happy

And it made him feel so good

And he sang from his heart

And he sang from his soul

He did not know how well he sang

It just made him whole

His friends kept working on him

To try music out full time

A big debut and rave reviews

A great career to climb

Finally they got to him

He would take the plane

A concert agent in New York

Agreed to have him sing

And there were plane tickets

Phone calls money spent to rent the hall

It took most of his savings

But he gladly used them all

Oh far

But music was his life

It was not his livelihood

And it made him feel so happy

And it made him feel so good

And he sang from his heart

And he sang from his soul

He did not know how well he sang

It just made him whole

The evening came

He took he stage

His face set in a smile

And in the half filled hall

The critics sat

Watching on the aisle

But the concert was a blur to him

Spatters of applause

He did not know how well he sang

He only heard them flause

But the critics were concise

It only took four lines

But no one could accuse them

Of being over kind

It's botton Tanner Baritone and take no Ohio

Made his town hall debut last night

He came well prepared but unfortunately

His presentation was not up

To contemporary professional standards

His voice lacks the range

Of total color necessary to make it

Consistently interesting

Full time consideration of another endeavor

Might be

In order

He came home to Dayton

And was questioned by his friends

Then he smiled and just said nothing

And he never sang again

Excepting very late at nights

On the shop was dark and closed

He sang softly to himself

As he sorted through the clothes

Oh far or you near

Music was his life

It was not

His livelihood

And it made him feel so happy

And made him feel so good

And he sang

From his heart

And he sang

From his soul

And he did not know

How well he sang

It just made him whole