A boy whose art would yet unfold
with Music all around,
would find himself at five years old
for Carolina bound.
And, there, a place he'd call his home,
with scents and seasons sweet,
in Copperline where thoughts would roam -
his boyhood dream retreat.
With mother's sway, Sweet Baby James
would start to play guitar.
He'd learn from Hymn and old refrains,
a love to take him far.
But School Song wained, felt dull and grey,
his mind would be elsewhere.
This Wand'ring boy would Turn Away
with hope to breathe fresh air.
And, yet, such struggles sadly failed,
his Angry Blues had pressed
and mental torment, thus far veiled,
would cry to be addressed.
His life would lurch twixt dark and light
but, somewhere in between,
he dreamed that he could Stand and Fight
within the Country scene.
He sang that You can Close your Eyes
and dream Another Day:
accept that lows will come with highs;
that Hard Times go away.
But NYC would make life worse
with drugs that brought him shame.
The Promised Land would prove a curse,
his journey fraught with pain.
So, through the Fire and Rain, he sought
a Country Road to climb.
His Walking Man* inspired his thought
to live, embrace his time.
And, as his star began to rise,
his Love Songs cast a spell.
He'd share with fans who'd recognise
the tale he came to tell.
A born romantic, locked inside
a world that failed to chime,
he'd Line 'em Up, no longer hide
the truths he sang in rhyme.
Iconic great, How Sweet it is,
his song will ofttimes mend.
With Sunny Skies, he gives us this -
his pledge: You've Got a Friend.
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