When he told me that I ought to come back home, I tried. And when he told me that he was tired of being alone, I cried. Now all these years have passed, The music has always held my hand. We'll ride the back up train forever, With this saint-like man. He was the only one that I'd ever listen to, He was the only one. Now when my life's in doubt, There's always a reason to belong. And when my wife was gone, His music always made me strong. If there's a heaven where good music goes, I know it will be there. We know he loves, we know he sings, we know he tries, He cares

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