GROWLERS (VAN MORRISON & BOB DYLAN)
with love and affection, and sincere congratulations to Van on his knighthood.
Cleaning windows no longer necessary!
Hey where did they go,
with their young men's voices,
back in the day
when you could hear all the words,
come gather round people,
and help understand this,
why Van and Bob sing
like catarrh-coughing birds.
They still draw the crowds
with their legendary status,
still command the stage platform
like the rock gods they are,
they know how to stare
with a menacing scowl
and they've evolved how they sing,
now adopting the growl.
All those tours and those travels
on the hard-nose highways,
all the years of freewheeling,
all the blood on the tracks,
have I told you lately
that I still love them both,
even though their worn voices
are so full of cracks.
So hail Van the man and his Bobness,
to the hat wearing two, hats off,
but just now and again music legends,
clear your throats and have a bloody good cough!
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