[Intro]
But anyway, this is a, this is a song I couldn't have written without, without John. It's uh, it's about a, a singer from, uh, Dayton, Ohio whose name is Mister Tanner. And I'm, I'm sure someday John is gonna be knighted for his method-acting performance. Sir John Wallace, I love it.
[Verse 1]
Mister Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the Midwest
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the best
But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes
He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at local shows
His friends and neighbors praised the voice that poured out from his throat
They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning coats
[Chorus]
(O fall on your knees)
But music was his life, it was not his livelihood
(O hear the angel voices)
And it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good
(O night divine)
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul
(O night, O night divine)
He did not know how well he sang; it just made him whole
[Verse 2]
His friends kept working on him to try music out full time
A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to climb
Finally they got to him, he would take the fling
A concert agent in New York agreed to have him sing
And there were plane tickets, phone calls
Money spent to rent the hall
It took most of his savings but he gladly used them all
But anyway, this is a, this is a song I couldn't have written without, without John. It's uh, it's about a, a singer from, uh, Dayton, Ohio whose name is Mister Tanner. And I'm, I'm sure someday John is gonna be knighted for his method-acting performance. Sir John Wallace, I love it.
[Verse 1]
Mister Tanner was a cleaner from a town in the Midwest
And of all the cleaning shops around he'd made his the best
But he also was a baritone who sang while hanging clothes
He practiced scales while pressing tails and sang at local shows
His friends and neighbors praised the voice that poured out from his throat
They said that he should use his gift instead of cleaning coats
[Chorus]
(O fall on your knees)
But music was his life, it was not his livelihood
(O hear the angel voices)
And it made him feel so happy and it made him feel so good
(O night divine)
And he sang from his heart and he sang from his soul
(O night, O night divine)
He did not know how well he sang; it just made him whole
[Verse 2]
His friends kept working on him to try music out full time
A big debut and rave reviews, a great career to climb
Finally they got to him, he would take the fling
A concert agent in New York agreed to have him sing
And there were plane tickets, phone calls
Money spent to rent the hall
It took most of his savings but he gladly used them all
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