Jethro Tull - Big Riff And Mando

Marty loveed th sound of the stolen mandolin.
Somebody took it on a dare in the night-time.
Ran up to the radio, calling out to the wind.
Now, bring it, bring it back at least an hour before flight time.
It was a souvenir, but it was a right arm missing.
Swap a woodwork rhythm for a humbucking top line.

Big Riff, rough boy, wants to be a singer in a band.
A little slow in the brain box, but he had a quick right hand.
Run left, run right - everywhere he look -
Nobody watching, no, but that was all he took last night.

Running on the power of a stolen mandolin.
Steal a little inspiration. Steal a little muscle.
Will he wake in the morning, wondering - was it really worth it ?
So, make a little deal. Yeah make a little hustle.

Ringing on the radio - got a proposition for those English boys.
I'll make the sing-song - you can make the background noise.
One, two, three, four - one bar and in.
Give you back the mango, if you'll let this singer sing tonight.

Marty loved the sound of the stolen mandolin.
Big Riff took it on a dare in the night-time.
Now it's four o'clock, and we're waiting at the sound-check.
Looking for a facee staring in from the sunshine.