Good Soul

"Good Soul"

\ Kinda doubt, anyone is listening
Except for maybe Jesus in my heart
– so to say-maybe no one's listening
The dead of night, the whisper of Art


And you couldn’t help but know,
Stevie was a good soul
With a Ludwig kit, pure '1973'
I drew it once, he thought that was pretty cool
That was my first memory


Came back to Georgia, San Diego time was up
heard him lay it down at the Rock
Frank, Clay, Syd, cousin Travis-Harpers and the Thieves were there
As they do when we turn back the clock
That’s what they do, when they play at the Rock


Good soul, nothing made you happy like the wheel roll
Barring that, you’d make do with a drum roll or a good bowl
Crash a hi hat, didn’t need much more than that
Time took its true toll on a good soul


You blessed most every morning, you weren’t in your cup
When we would see you ‘round, you always asked what’s up
You dodged a bullet, when they cut open your side,
With the pedal keeping time, you loved a good ride


You came in Waffle House, where I was nightly stuck
Just glad to have a gig, you always wished me luck
It wasn’t Saturday if you weren’t loaded in a truck
Driving to a festival with Roy, maybe clear a hundred buck
Playing's all that matters, so why give a care
You can still hear the music, dancing in the air


Good soul, nothing made you happy like the wheel roll
Barring that, you’d make do with a drum roll or a good bowl
Crash a hi hat, didn’t need much more than that
Time took its true toll on a good soul




I had no real desire, but my broken dryer
Kept us meeting at the laundromat
We talked of Colorado, where you had a friend
Raising crops in the mountains, couldn’t beat that


I used to let you know I dream I’ll one day go
I would miss some people, but you’ve got to live free
So glad to hear the call, so glad to live at all
Steve, your smile rang undying harmony


Rarely we’ll inspire a song
when our eyes are tired
When our legs ain’t long
You were the free love days, boogie chillun', purple haze


Electric blues and country tunes that ring all day and night
There was no getting older, even if we don’t see Boulder
You stood on that rock and gave a good fight
If there’s a kind creator, you might


See a good soul….see a good soul…see a good soul. 4/27/20 (in memory of Steve Stewart) C Lue Lyron