I was down on lower Broadway When I heard a plaintive sound There must've been a hundred people Gathered all around A blind old man sitting on a stool And no one made a sound When he sang Jesus loves me, this I know Somewhere bluebirds fly over the rainbow God is great and God is good to me He gave me music Music's what I see I could almost feel the snow When he sang Rocky Mountain High He brought me to tears With I'm so lonesome I could cry I shivered in the chorus When he played cold Kentucky rain But he really got to me When he sang music Music's what I see He said my imagination These songs and this guitar Have taken me around the world I've even touched a star He sang for nothin' but he smiles When the money hits the jar And he sings Jesus loves me, this I know Somewhere bluebirds fly over the rainbow God is great and God is good to me He gave me music Music's what I see I've been busted flat in Baton Rouge On a long black train Felt the tracks of my tears With blues eyes cryin' in the rain I faced a ring of fire With sunday morning coming down He was looking straight at me When he said music Music's what I see God is great and God is good to me He gave me music Music's what I see