Sunday, February 20, 2011

The Gift



We danced together at his wedding, my son and I, for a split second of eternity. If all eyes were on us, I didn't notice, because I only had eyes for him. My once small boy - a married man now with dreams of his own.


We danced together, my son and I, to a song of his choosing. A poet in his youth, a singer in his teens, he does not regard music lightly or use words frivolously. Which is why I knew our song would come from his heart and speak to mine - and be classic rock and roll. 


Simple Man 
Lynyrd Skynryd

Mama told me when I was young
Come sit beside me, my only son
And listen closely to what I say
And if you do this 
It'll help you some sunny day.

Oh, take your time, don't live too fast
Troubles will come and they will pass
You'll find a woman, you'll find love
And don't forget son,
There is someone up above

Chorus:
And be a simple kind of man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man
Oh, won't you do this for me son
If you can?

Forget your lust for the rich man's gold
All that you need is in your soul
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you my son
Is to be satisfied.

Chorus

Boy, don't you worry you'll find yourself
Follow your heart, lord, and nothing else
And you can do this, oh baby, if you try
All that I want for you my son
Is to be satisfied.

Chorus

Baby be a simple, be a simple man
Be something you love and understand
Baby be a simple kind of man


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