"The Real Thing" genre: Rock
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	A dark story of passion.
	CD: Phil Lesh and Friends/ There And Back Again   Label: Columbia Credits: Written By Warren Haynes/The Recording By Sal Aversano
	Story Behind the Song I'm A Fan Of Phil Lesh And Warren Haynes. I do Warren Haynes "Soulshine" also. And some Grateful Dead songs as well. Lyrics He wore a song around his neck, like some medal of honor, he carried his wisdome like a knife. An empty pocketwas a temporary chain, knowing you've got it comin' ain't no crime. With every blue note that rolled off his tounge, you could feel his soul twisting right in two, nobody knew where it came from, oh but every body knew, oh every body knew Hew was the real thing, no doubt about it, the kind that you remeber, when they're gone this is the real thing, put here for a reason, and we knew that some day the whole world was gonna know his name, yea he was the real thing she whispered in his ear and he heard the thunder, singin' 'bout a world he never knew. his head spinnin' 'round he began to wonder, was he made to love her or born to sing the blues. he searched inside him for the answer, but all he found was a troubled mind, he left her somewhere on the blue highway, but it wasn't just another love that he left behind it was the real thing, no doubt about it the kind that you remember when they're gone this is the real thing. But not like passion's fire, but a burning smoldering all eternal flame Oh but sometimes at night he calls for her whisper. But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone In some broken down dressing room in some major city, the thunder plays an old familiar tune. He spies the face of a distant angle, somewhere beneath the halo moon Finger on the trigger, needle in the vain. One more bullet it might be your last ride. But this ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown. And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide. This is the real thing, no doubt about it. Who cares if they love you when you're gone. This is the real thing. So, you were put here for a reason. Well, what gives you the right, to quit when you're tired. Anyway boy this ain't no game. This is the, Real thing He wore a song around his neck, like some medal of honor. He carried his wisdom like a knife

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