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This song is about practice....to be better....
Lyrics:
On an early spring day cold and rainy outside
A young man stopped in the café for a place to hide
a happy place in an average small town
serving local elders who have been around
Kate the working owner gave him a welcome smile
nodded to a booth where he could sit for a while
He stared at the menu, so hard to make a choice
Then he heard an old man talk in a famous voice
In back was the source who wore a plain western hat
with coffee and a puzzle in the booth where he sat
Across from him was an old worn guitar case
with stickers and labels from all over the place
He walked back to the old man to sit next to the guitar
To ask a thousand questions about how he got that far
The man looked up and being used to the approach
Waved to say ok and shook hands without reproach
The eager learner didn't wait and got to the point
so surprised to see this man In this small town joint.
Are you the someone that we all used to know
He said i used to be that man but now it's not so
The learner leaned in close and whispered, don't you see..
Where you were and what you've done is where i want to be
Please tell me your secret so I can chase success
I dream to be just like you and better than the rest.
Better is possible
Do more of what you do.
The world may not see it
You'll know it's true
Better is possible
Do more of what you do
The more you trust it
The world will come to y
The old man stretched and pushed his hat back on his head
and smiled to think of how long it had really been.
and how much he missed it and how much joy he had.
tried to hide that it was gone he was really sad.
The learner looked so young and not worn down yet
he probably could make it that's a likely bet
he smiled then repeated what was in his head
the only words that mattered when he said.
By Bob PecorThis song is about practice....to be better....
Lyrics:
On an early spring day cold and rainy outside
A young man stopped in the café for a place to hide
a happy place in an average small town
serving local elders who have been around
Kate the working owner gave him a welcome smile
nodded to a booth where he could sit for a while
He stared at the menu, so hard to make a choice
Then he heard an old man talk in a famous voice
In back was the source who wore a plain western hat
with coffee and a puzzle in the booth where he sat
Across from him was an old worn guitar case
with stickers and labels from all over the place
He walked back to the old man to sit next to the guitar
To ask a thousand questions about how he got that far
The man looked up and being used to the approach
Waved to say ok and shook hands without reproach
The eager learner didn't wait and got to the point
so surprised to see this man In this small town joint.
Are you the someone that we all used to know
He said i used to be that man but now it's not so
The learner leaned in close and whispered, don't you see..
Where you were and what you've done is where i want to be
Please tell me your secret so I can chase success
I dream to be just like you and better than the rest.
Better is possible
Do more of what you do.
The world may not see it
You'll know it's true
Better is possible
Do more of what you do
The more you trust it
The world will come to y
The old man stretched and pushed his hat back on his head
and smiled to think of how long it had really been.
and how much he missed it and how much joy he had.
tried to hide that it was gone he was really sad.
The learner looked so young and not worn down yet
he probably could make it that's a likely bet
he smiled then repeated what was in his head
the only words that mattered when he said.