Heroes (Lyrics) Poem by richard (mak) makinson

Digging coal in Kentucky
Or panning for Alaskan gold
Fishing in the ocean
In waters clear and cold
They string words together
And make us all believe
That they've been there and done it
And sailed the seven seas

He's a rodeo rider
A cowboy on the trail
He begins to yodel
As the sky fills with rain
He's a modern city dweller
Wearing boots jeans and a belt
With a name that's familiar
And his money's all spent

Chorus

Hail to the man
He who was first
For my heroes are masters
Of music and verse


He doesn't have to work hard
Thinking up new lines
With the lyrics provided
By his two ex wives
You'll find these singing writers
Throughout our fair land
From the northern Rockies
To the Rio Grande

Tapping your feet
When you hear his little tune
The words sometimes escape you
Dum Dee Dee Dum Doo
Standing by the roadside
Waiting for a man
Someone to pitch to
Or just sing in a band

Chorus

Hail to the man
He who was first
For my heroes are masters
Of music and verse

© Richard Makinson