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Crazy Train
He stood six foot four when they laid him to rest
His heart was made of pure gold
He had lived life to his best
He was called Crazy Train
From the East to the West
He worked hard, always to get ahead
He was the rock that held his family afloat
He was loved by many
That big oaf of a man
Crazy Train, my Crazy Train
How I miss the love of my life
The man that listened to me
My best friend, my one and only
The man who loved unconditionally
Crazy Train, my Crazy Train.
His heart was made of pure gold
He had lived life to his best
He was called Crazy Train
From the East to the West
He worked hard, always to get ahead
He was the rock that held his family afloat
He was loved by many
That big oaf of a man
Crazy Train, my Crazy Train
How I miss the love of my life
The man that listened to me
My best friend, my one and only
The man who loved unconditionally
Crazy Train, my Crazy Train.
Published 13th May 2019
Author's Note
This is a tribute to a really great man who lived and died for his kids and the woman in his life. There will never be a better man. God sent this man to this family. To this woman.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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