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Like the music from the band but sometimes I choke For I was not dealt that hand Sometimes I love to tell stories About this shy and bashful man When in a crowd he would panic if He lost sight or grip of your hand I ask him "what do you think when you stand before a crowd? He said, "I just want to break and run but I know I've got to stay and make a stand!" For GOD gave me a talent And I've got to please the MAN So I start to play and try to do The best that I can I now realize that performing can be fun I can play and tell them across this land That we musicians don't need that other stuff I hope I can help someone, this is my plan For I once thought to be an entertainer You got high to be the best you can But I found out the hard way I could hit bottom, me and my band Some things nearly killed me And we got down for our knees And ask the Lord to help us From this life of pain, Oh Please!! I began to see my life was much better And that I had been hurting the ones I loved Yes I was lost and now have found I just don't like this messing round For three years I've picked up a chip Earned for staying sober and clean Just compare two Austin City Limits A big difference, if you see what I mean Now fans across our great big country Write, his words and songs they've felt And know the pain and troubles That this lifestyle hits below the belt Now because of the pilot's big mistake They lost their lives on Alpine Hill There were so many things here on earth He had planned to fulfill And when he stood before the Pearly Gates There would be no backing of a band I'm sure he said "Lord I tried to do the best that I can!" And so he did - - - this shy and bashful man!!! This shyness started about age 5 or 6 yrs old He made a fine recovery - HEY!!!! - October 19, 2002 Copyright © 2002, Joe A. Cook , All Rights Reserved.
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