My LAST Go Round
© 2001 Jesse Slokum
If Beggars can have Banquets,
SOMEBODY had to wtite this song!
Call "Captains and Kings" to my Funeral
Make the cows jump right over the moon!
Blow you horns so loudly and tuneful
Be sure to empty every saloon
Swear to yourself there'll be no cryin'
When I've sung you all my last long song
There's no choice in my time of dyin'
So rejoice when I bang the long gong
For this will be my last go round
Take to heart the good things you have heard
In the end there will be no sound
If the beginning was the first word
Take my clothes and put them on the free bench
That's where I found them just yesterday
Call me a left-handed monkey wrench
Who could never make anything pay
Sing my songs to the wind, my brother
That's where I found them anyway.
Take my love, share it with each other
I will be among you all that way
Yes, this will be my last go round
Take to heart the good things you have heard
In the end there will be no sound
If the beginning was the first word
I've spent my life singing in the street
Living in the moment for FREE, now,
Finding some PEACE in the faces I meet.
With those hearts, I've learned how to BE, NOW!
In the silence of the howling wind
I've heard the news of a brand new day
Why wait for the trumpeting to begin
When we see all the walls fall away.
Why wait for the trumpeting to begin
When we see all the walls fall away.
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