| When Leonard finally came to California
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| He was twenty-one years old as I recall
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| He loved to write a song and pick the guitar
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| And he came to hang a gold one on the wall
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| The town in which he lived is not important
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| But you’ll know which town I mean by the time I’m through
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| He soon became a famous entertainer
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| But Leonard was a name he never used
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| He was on his way to having what he wanted
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| Just about as close as one could be
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| Hey! |
| once he even followed Elvis Presley
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| And he wrote a lot of country songs for me
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| But he laid it all aside to follow Jesus
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| For years he chose to let his music go
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| But preaching wasn’t really meant for Leonard
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| But how in the hell was Leonard s’posed to know
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| Well, life began to twist its way around him
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| And I wondered how he carried such a load
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| He came back again to try his luck in music
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| And lost his wife and family on the road
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| After that he seemed to bog down even deeper
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| And I saw what booze and pills could really do
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| And I wondered if I’d ever see him sober
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| But I forgot about a Friend that Leonard knew
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| Well, Leonard gave me lots of inspiration
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| He helped teach me how to write a country song
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| And he even brought around a bag of groceries
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| Hey back before Muskogee came along
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| Really I’m not trying to hide his showname
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| Or the town in which this episode began
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| Somehow I had to write a song for old Tommy
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| If just to see the smiling faces in the band |