A Great Anthem
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Every generation has an anthem

A Great Anthem

My childhood hero died in a crushing way

We came to his funeral the very next day

There were still flowers about and words to say

He left us so early with so much more music to play

Taken before he knew, his song had become a great anthem

He'd say "Mama told me, I'd been born with a silver spoon

Yep, I'd been born with a silver spoon

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain

Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame

When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray

Soon my son, he's gotta entertain the fans, until there are none

You know you'll be a close-knit family, when he's all done

Church speakers turned on, then in harmony, everybody sings

We all said, "Thanks for the music, man, for what joy it brings

Your lyrics speak to us all, almost the same as the kings

Now laid to rest, with paper and pen, as we bow on down

As we left the building, kids were playing cats in the cradle

And we thought, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat, yep

For real, Wow! Even the young ones feel the beat

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain

Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame

When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray

Soon my son, he's gotta entertain the fans, until there are none

You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I'm all done

Well, one year later, we came together, again

So great to see you all, for those of us that remain

Guys, we rock to the same beat, while we're still alive

We shook each others hands, and said our goodbyes

What I'd really like though, guys, is to have one more beer

So five hours later, we all agreed to get together every year

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain

Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame

When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray

Soon my son, he's gotta entertain the fans, until there are none

You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I'm all done

I've aged quite a lot, since those hippy years

I now prefer to sip on shandy, than those heavy beers

I said, what, speak up, I can't hear anything in my ears

They said, we have our problems, like remembering our wives

You forget your recent life, but seem to remember earlier times

But it's sure been nice listening to music with you, guys

It's sure been nice listening to music with you

And as they left the building, one by one, gone before me

The young would grow up, just like me

They would find their own great anthem, just like me

His young child cried, that little boy blew away his pain

Daddy always told him, he wanted his family, not all the fame

When you comin' home, Daddy, the sweet child would pray

Soon my son, he's gotta entertain the fans, until there are none

You know we'll be a close-knit family, when I'm all done.

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