C I didn’t even know the manDm I didn’t know the man himselfG Even though his music filled my lifeC As it has so many othersC I knew that he had died that weekDm After fighting death a year or moreG But I had had a rule beforeC That funerals were a waste of flowersAm But something said I had to goEm To be a witness to his gift of loveF A man who never once gave up on lifeDm G Until death took him in its tracksC The people stood around the churchContinúa después del anuncioDm Ten thousand people there they say or moreG Black and white and rich and poorC Together they were there to say farewellC In New York City it had rained that dayDm The streets were silver and the sky was grayG In the church the music sailed and sangC And seemed to fill the air with shining sunAm The man was a heroEm He played the music of our soulsF He knew that we all have in usDm G A place where beauty always growsC Outside in the streets againDm The people wandered through the falling rainG They waved their hands and dried their tearsC And turned to go about their lives againC But none of us will be the sameDm If we hear the things his music saysG That loving is the gift of lifeC And making music was his way of loveAm The man was a heroEm He sang the music of our soulsF He knew that we all have in usDm G A place where beauty always growsC Always grows
Song For Duke
Judy Collins
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