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