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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeTributo À Booker Pittman
I always knew, manYour soul was blue in greenA space between to be or notAnd you sawWhat flowers can bringI feel that you're goneBut your hornStay we've got you always dawg, I knowAnd forget how much you blew your hornI hope in heavenYou can play and hearWhat we are trying to doBecause you're blessing
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