Magic

O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind

He came in on the last train
And not long after evening fell
His kneecaps had on grass stains
From kneeling over a wishing well

To match the road he wore boots of gold
And a rose pinned to his shirt
With a headful of dreams that he was sold
Not long after his birth

O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind

He had some kind of faith in some kind of hand
That moved the pieces on the board
But it did not look like an old man's
And he never called him Lord

There was a woman he had in mind
He could almost see her face
He knew she wouldn't be hard to find
He'd come to the right place

O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind

Well, his boots got robbed and she never showed
And his red knees began to ache
And over time he acquired such a heavy load
And this feeling he could not shake

O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind
O Lord, he's got that magic in his mind

He wished for something better
He wished for something better than this