Lyrics:

(BachmanCummingsMatheson)Sidemen come out firstJohn Stockfish base guitarLooks at the world through the eyes of Nashville,The Riverboat and Charlie McCoyHe's just a boyThe lead guitarist Red Shea who's really come a long, long waysince rythym rocker jingle jangleAnd go Red!And LightfootEdwardian, suddenly stripedHis hair blondish and poeticHe is less than vinyl perfectHis foot is a precise anchor for the husk and vibrance of his voiceHe is the image of AlbertaThe side street near ChicagoThe grim beauty of TorontoHe is an artistHe is an artistHe is an artist painting sistine masterpieces of pine and fur and backwoodsStill echos long ago the winter night of black july and then the outcomeOf an early cleveland rainfallI sit softly among the rest waiting there for him to paint his picturesAnd as the go-go girl went round and our heads were in a spin I thought aboutThe Crossroads, In the Early Morning Rain and RosannaI'm not saying that I'm soryI'm just telling you this storyAnd when Lightfoot's magic callsYou can write it on your walls'Cause that's what walls are forHe is an artist.