You'd have thought a king had died the way those people cried
Instead of one more broken entertainer
It struck those in his trade he could have had it made
If he'd only been a little saner
Yeah, they traveled far to see him
Oh, the humble and the high
They said goodbye as if he were a friend
Now, somewhere he is smiling
On those who idolized him
But would they even recognize him
If he came back again?
He was born of modest means but had outrageous dreams
They never let him rest till he fulfilled them
While he rode that train of song his devils tagged along
The whiskey and the pills just couldn't kill him
He didn't mean to be a rebel
Ah, the real ones never do
They're born apart from ordinary men
Now somewhere he is smiling
On those who sanctified him
But would they even recognize him
If he came back again?
It's an old familiar story, but it's a damn shame none-the-less
They don't forgive his kind till they lay them down to rest
Now somewhere he is smiling on those who idolized him
But would they even recognize him
If he came back again?
If he came back again?
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