Sunday 16th August - Tribute to the music of Johnny Young

Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I would not leave you In times of trouble We never could have come this far I took the good times I'll take the bad times I take you just the way you are Need to know that true will always be Same old someone that I knew Oh, what will it take till you believe And me, the way that I believe in you.

I said I love you.

That's forever.

This I promise from the heart.

couldn't love you any better i love you just the way you are I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard I just want someone I can talk and talk to I want you just the way you are Another Sunday night, the lights burn low Crowds gather quiet for the tribute show Voices rise like whispers in the dark Each note a flicker from a fading spark Tribute after tribute, the echoes grow For another great musician we'll never know Gone too soon but the music stays Another Sunday night fades away Stars cry softly like a morning dawn Drums beat slow like a heart full of love The stage feels heavy with the weight of time Each lyric a eulogy, each chord a climb A melody for the lost and gone Their spirit lingers in every song.

Trivia after trivia, the echoes grow.

For another great musician will never know.

¶¶ ¶¶ ¶¶ We hold the sound, we hold the flame Though the player's gone, the tune

remains

For another great musician we'll never know Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention

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