The Rainy Season Fans

Elliott Murphy's Fans Page

 

JESSE

I can still hear your voice and see your face
And the way you walked onto the stage
You sat behind the drums like a man possessed
Like a boy on the run running from what I can’t guess

Oh Jesse it’s a mystery
Jesse how do we get free
I can shed my tears
Your life seemed so unfinished here

There came a time to clean up our acts
We wanted to live and never look back
I’m grateful to say so far I did succeed
But for you it was hard to get all the love you need

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Everybody liked you you were the toast of the town
The son of the artist you really got around
And man you could play the drums
And man you could make me laugh
We had such good times but everybody has to crash

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Did Rolling Stone print your picture well
That’s a shame
Because for me you belong in the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame
You gave it your all and the audience could see
That when you quit the stage
You were as empty as a man could be

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So this is just a eulogy I’m writing on the run
From me and Ernie hey I ran into Randy gunn
We all talk about you I think we always will
And we all miss you we miss you still

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