Mr. Six String Lyrics

His father heard him playing on a toy piano

So he bought him a keyboard for his birthday

And hung a guitar up on his wall

He wanted to be a rockstar

But he didn't know how to play

So he opened his phone and he listened and he learned until he'd learned it all

He'd learned it all

And he'd become

Mr. Six String

With a six string in his hand

And soon he'd become

A one man band

He wasn't satisfied with the drum machines

So he took some furniture

Some tables and blankets and plastic tubs, pots and pans

Were his drum set

Nearly a year had passed

His father heard the makeshift drums

So he drove out in his car

Knowing just what he would get

A new drum set

And he'd become

Mr. Six String

With drumsticks in his hand

And soon he'd become

A one man band

He only needed one thing left a bass guitar

So he worked around the house and dug up lots of dirt

And paid for the bass and the amplifier

And finally

With his Flying V

He would be

Mr. Six String

With a four string in his hand

And he'd become

A one man band

Mr. Six String

Ivories under his hand

And he'd become

A one man band

Mr. Six String

With that six string in his hand

Yes, he'd become

A one man band

Yeah!