Carrying through these scraps of days,
the invasive voice of Wanted Man

Yes, emerging through this mental haze,
the double-edged words of Wanted Man

He always pinpoints it where it lays,
t'is the mission of The Wanted Man

His words dissolve from top to base,
with the ringing chords of Wanted Man

He shows you what you got to face,
on records marked The Wanted Man

He owns the voice that he does raise,
in matters that matters to The Wanted Man

From Hibbing 'cross the land to big city maze,
came a rural kid, The Wanted Man

At eighty, mustache on his face,
stunning still, The Wanted Man

He's passing through at his own pace,
The jingling jangling Wanted Man

Perhaps approaching the end of the race,
our beloved bard, The Wanted Man

No one will ever take his place,
no one will challenge Wanted Man

He'll always inspire and dazzle and daze,
that's the legacy of The Wanted Man