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(tribute to jim croce)
Give him a soft guitar to play what he choose
He ain't got no fancy chords
Only got his blues
Poor happy jimmy
I didn't know him very well but he was with me
And I won't take a dime just to make it rhyme
Cause I cried and cried the day he died
Poor happy jimmy
Give him sweet melodies he sing with all he has
He got a funky paraphrase
It sound like good time jazz
Poor happy jimmy
I didn't know him very well but he was with me
And I won't put the blame on the aeroplane
But I boo-hoo'd on the day he flew
Poor happy jimmy
I wonder why
That I can't forget all the things you said about your life and times
You set a spell inside
Oh james your soft guitar it make me feel to cry
The sole consolation is
A good man never dies
God bless you jimmy
I love you with all my heart so deep within me
And you won't see the end of your lonely friend
Cause I'll pray and pray for you every day
Poor happy jimmy
Poor happy jimmy ....
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