MORE THAN A PHOTO

MORE THAN A PHOTO

I heard that you really liked to sing a country song
I even heard you play guitar & I sang right along
I know you liked to listen to "Picture In a Frame"
Sad, country music but you loved it all the same.

Now you're gone like Gosdin, Johnny Cash & Hank
Any money you had left, just waits in the bank
You left all your beautiful and cherished guitars
And there's no telling how many rare, antique cars.

There's a picture on the front page of the paper today
Show's you smiling and happy before you went away
But you're more than a picture that sells newspapers
Loved by friends, musicians, customers and neighbors.

So rest high upon that mountain now and don't look back
We will join up with you somewhere along the track
Life for us won't ever hold all the sweet joy you gave
We know you are in Heaven and not just in a grave.

Sometimes we don't understand why God does these things
We only know we loved to hear you sit & pick those strings
So strum your way to Heaven and when you reach that shore
We'll send our love and wishes, until we meet once more.



(In memory of Winston Fearon who left us way too soon)