A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot   'Cause he loaded it up   when I was there to buy some strings   Certain times like these   Mean everything to me      Tommy looked up at his novelty clock   He stopped and locked up the shop to play a piece   He turned and talked to me   'Till I would have to leave      He said "young boy you gotta let it fly   There's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye   Don't you beg for prayer when there's so much more   You can dream the whole damn store   There be many a night when you can't find food   From the long road home to the hotel room   But don't forget that I always believed in you"      Good on you boy   Good on me   Good on you      A cigarette shock to the marigold pot   As they wished me good luck   I shut the door and crossed the street   Every couple weeks   I would check in just to see   To dish up in the shock   With the telephone up   Put my cigarette, cough   And said "oh man it's good to hear from you"   And not believe   That Tommy had to leave      Hey there boy go ahead and fly   Say hello to your mom in the midnight sky   I won't forget that you always believed in me   'Cause many a night when I can't find food   Take a look at me now man I'm playing my tunes   I won't forget you   'Cause you were good to me      Good on you, boy   Hell, good on me   But good on you