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  • He wore a song around his neck
    Like some medal of honor
    He carried his wisdom like a knife
    An empty pocket was a temporary chain
    Knowing you've got it coming
    Ain't no crime
    Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
    You could feel his soul twisting right in two
    Nobody knew where he came from
    Ah but everybody knew, everybody knew
    He was the real thing
    No doubt about it
    The kind that you remember when they're gone
    The real thing
    Put here for a reason
    We knew someday the whole world
    Was going to know his name
    He was the real thing
    She whispered in his ear, and he heard the thunder
    Singing 'bout a world he never knew
    Head spinning round, he began to wonder
    Was he made to love her, or born to sing the blues
    He searched inside him for an answer
    But all he found was a troubled mind
    He left her somewhere on the blue highway
    Oh it wasn't just another love that he left behind
    It was the real thing
    No doubt about it
    The kind that you remember when it's gone
    The real thing
    Not like passion's fire
    But a burning, smoldering, eternal flame
    It was the real thing
    And sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
    But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone
    In some broken down dressing room in some major city
    The thunder plays an old familiar tune
    He spies a face of a distant angel
    Outside, beneath the halo moon
    Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
    One more bullet, it might be your last ride
    This is ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
    And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide
    This is the real thing
    No doubt about it
    Who cares if they love you and you're gone
    This is the real thing
    So you were put here for a reason
    But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
    Anyway boy, this ain't no game
    This is the real thing
    He wore a song around his neck
    Like some medal of honor
    He carried his wisdom like a knife
  • He wore a song around his neck
    Like some medal of honor
    He carried his wisdom like a knife
    An empty pocket was a temporary chain
    Knowing you've got it coming
    Ain't no crime
    Every blue note that rolled off his tongue
    You could feel his soul twisting right in two
    Nobody knew where he came from
    Ah but everybody knew, everybody knew
    He was the real thing
    No doubt about it
    The kind that you remember when they're gone
    The real thing
    Put here for a reason
    We knew someday the whole world
    Was going to know his name
    He was the real thing
    She whispered in his ear, and he heard the thunder
    Singing 'bout a world he never knew
    Head spinning round, he began to wonder
    Was he made to love her, or born to sing the blues
    He searched inside him for an answer
    But all he found was a troubled mind
    He left her somewhere on the blue highway
    Oh it wasn't just another love that he left behind
    It was the real thing
    No doubt about it
    The kind that you remember when it's gone
    The real thing
    Not like passion's fire
    But a burning, smoldering, eternal flame
    It was the real thing
    And sometimes at night he longs for her whisper
    But he hides from the dawn, 'cause he always wakes to find her gone
    In some broken down dressing room in some major city
    The thunder plays an old familiar tune
    He spies a face of a distant angel
    Outside, beneath the halo moon
    Finger on the trigger, needle in the vein
    One more bullet, it might be your last ride
    This is ain't no no-show, this ain't no nervous breakdown
    And it sure as hell ain't the time to let the fool decide
    This is the real thing
    No doubt about it
    Who cares if they love you and you're gone
    This is the real thing
    So you were put here for a reason
    But what gives you the right to quit when you're tired
    Anyway boy, this ain't no game
    This is the real thing
    He wore a song around his neck
    Like some medal of honor
    He carried his wisdom like a knife