Story Behind the Song
The loss of a great man, friend, mentor and all around good person, Jim Henessey. The dialogue of the song is shared between him and us. we wrote it for him. He's as proud as we are. He will never be forgotten.
Lyrics
Driving home in this mess,
Followed by my angel Bev.
Slow around this bend,
You never know what's waiting up ahead.
Spinning 'round and around,
My windshield breaks,
Though I don't hear a sound.
Old man Henessey you're golden,
Warmest memories I froze,
Old man Henessey you're soul is,
A Soul serene.
Time it seems, has come to rest,
Storm clears, how picturesque.
We know that we'll meet again,
You never know what's waiting at the end.
Spinning 'round and around,
And my windshield breaks,
Though I don't hear a sound.
Old man Henessey you're golden,
Warmest memories I froze,
Old man Henessey you're soul,
Old man Henessey you're gold.,
Old man Henessey you're soul is,
A Soul serene.
Thanks Jim.
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