SHED YOUR LOAD (Eulogy for Bob Brozman)
Down the road, master, down the road To our distress you've gone down the road Your family saddened, loss do we feel Music is eternal and we're bound to heal
Shed your load, master, shed your load Guitar finesse and fun was your code Our vistas you widened, National Steel Resonator harnessed and it sounds unreal
Clapton played the blues and you know they went wild With excitement, Page and Beck not mild Stevie Ray Vaughan made our senses reel Sounds infernally loud found appeal
B B King with his great attack And Buddy Guy could play behind his back Jimi Hendrix immediately Earth-shakin' guitar royal aristocracy
Al Dimeola bite your fingernail Eddie Van Halen stop and watch these hands flail Musical walking talking carnival Acoustically subliminal
On the road, always on the road Rapt crowds address and move down the road Our burdens lightened, how good we feel Music is eternal and the sounds do heal
It was his choice to roam near and far Sun, you did so glisten on his guitar Articulate and realize In...