The Guitar-B.B King
A man once told him he would never succeed,
B.B King was not to give up.
He would strive until the end, until he got his shot.
All he wanted was one chance to strum on his guitar
To be heard in front of a crowd
To be hailed a star.
A man once told him to never give up on the dream
B.B would not, he was a dreamer
He wanted a chance to show them he could play
To do this he must, perform without error.
He continued to play
he felt heard
as he strummed away
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