They're Droppin' Like Flies

I turn on the radio, man it hits hard,

Another legend gone, another broken heart.

They gave us fire, they gave us truth,

Now we're singin' their songs like a long lost proof.

Whiskey pours, guitars cry,

Every tear's just a note in the sky.

They're droppin' like flies, so many good ones gone,

You be grievin' for one, then another and another - it's wrong.

Jesus, hold open them pearly gates and let them suckas in,

Heaven's gonna have a great big party,

but we're gonna have to wait to get in!

And I plan on waitin' my time,

Ain't in no big hurry, if ya know what I mean!

From the delta blues to that rock 'n' roll,

They played their pain right down to the soul.

Now the amps are hummin' up in the clouds,

While the angels singin' way too loud.

We miss that tone, that rebel grin,

But their spirit still burns in the wind.

Yeah maybe heaven needed a band to play,

Ain't no silence up there today.

I bet the Lord's got His feet tappin' too,

Sayin', "Boys, this next one's for you."

They're droppin' like flies, so many good ones gone,

You be grievin' for one, then another and another - it's wrong.

Jesus, hold open them pearly gates and let them suckas in,

Heaven's gonna have a great big party,

but we're gonna have to wait to get in!

And I plan on waitin' my time,

Ain't in no big hurry, if ya know what I mean!

So raise a glass, turn the record high,

Let their songs keep rollin' by.

Gone from sight but never from sound,

Those rockin' souls still hangin' 'round.

And I plan on waitin' my time,

Ain't in no big hurry, if ya know what