Four Boys from Liverpool
You said you would not stop the show
But that morning of sky cloudy
It was the last time the rock and roll
Was well represented
Peace of spirit, light interior
You were a different guy
You proved to be a great composer
After his guitar gently wept
And you, son of mother nature
You've never been dead
Their songs prove their beauty
Like that beautiful message of comfort
The world called him a fucking
Because you never had anything to hide
You are the one and myth great
That we had the honor of know
Same after of a day difficult
You still maintains the good humor
Were several his their crafts
including of precursor
Four teachers
Four boys of Liverpool
Go back by same band of pedestrian
That crossed that morning of sky blue
From: Kelly Dione
Twitter: @holdthebeatles
