Troubadour (For Jason Isbell)

He's a cynic and a dreamer

Keeping one foot on the ground

He's a prophet with a purpose

He's profane and he's profound

He's a madman on a mission

Clinging to his sanity

He's a blind man with true vision

Laid bare for all to see

He's a poet with a guitar

Bound to follow his free will

With a fire that burns inside him

That life can never kill

So, once again he sings his songs

Playing much more than his part

A diary of the life he chose

With words straight from the heart

A pilgrim in the spotlight

Whose story must be told

Always hoping for that high road

In a world that's grown so cold

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Vengeance

I know you took what wasn't yours

I'm sure you felt so strong

By making her surrender

To one so sick and wrong

You sure taught her a lesson

Made you feel like quite the man

I wish I could have been there

To rearrange the plan

I'd like to make you cower

And beg me not to do

The kind of things you planned for her

Your nightmares all come true

You could offer your apologies

Without putting up a fight

And look into my glaring eyes

As I turn out the lights

But know that I know everything

I even know your name

Always look behind you

Your life won't be the same

For some men yearn for justice

For the weasels that abound

And this man longs to hunt you down

And put you in the ground

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My Someone

There is no one like my someone

She's the only one for me

So strong and yet so fragile

Like no other one can be

In a world of ones like others

She's the one who stands alone

The one who understands me

And loves me as her own

Other ones may settle 

For one like all the rest

But the one love she has given
Is the one love that is best
So, this one man will live this life
With one who owns his heart
The one he'll love and cherish
As he has from the start
Stand by me on this journey
Of love we have begun
And know until the end of time
That you are my someone

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