(Don Schlitz/Thom Schuyler)
There was a brand new stranger at the old bus station
He said Music City is my destination
He said The whole wide world抯 gonna sing my song
And you can take that to the bank
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission from Hank
He got a furnished room and a job at the market
He kept a little notebook in his back pocket
And every time you抎 see him he was writing a song
And he would never leave one piece blank (he抎 say)
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission from Hank
He sang when no one would listen
So he sang until they hung on every word
Ah then one day his phone started ringing
They said we want you and the songs you抳e been singing
And the kid said fine, just give me some time
To talk to my patron saint (you see)
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission from Hank
(Yes sir,) That night as he laid in the darkness
Ol?Luke the drifter came to him and said
Oh now here抯 your chance boy go on and take it
You sing from the heart and you抮e gonna make it
But if anybody tries to change you
Into something that you ain抰 (you tell 慹m)
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission from Hank
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission
I抦 on a mission from Hank