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Music Man

Music Man He says he’s the entertainer, so confident, so secure When you gaze into his deep blue eyes you sense something more As he walks through the crowd they all know his name But he’s not looking for the glory and the fame He has an old soul that was so easy to recognize But he plays in a world so full of plastic and lies He’s above the game they play, he’s so sincere He’s got a wild spirit with no fear He loves the fire but his heart is warm and true And his piercing blue eyes look right through you He’s the music in me He’s the rhythm and melody His words help me see the beauty in me He’s Hollywood, if I could But I never would He’s Palm Beach, just a little out of reach He’s words to a song This can’t be wrong He’s my Music Man He’s a song that has never been sung He’s an old soul with a spirit young He’s a shooting star A flaming guitar He’s everyone you wish you could be He’s living and dying to be free He’s the Music Man He’s the Music in me

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 9/7/2009 2:05:00 PM
Excellent piece Jacquelyn, an absolute joy to read>>James
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