Robert Rumery

Rookie (1-17-85 / Dover-Foxcorft, Maine)

Dimebag's Gone (But He's Still Rockin') - Poem by Robert Rumery

I remember when it went down,
it was one of the darkest days in music history,
a wild man with a gun came to the show,
and he shot your ass dead,
and what for? No one really knows,

but I know that your not here with us,
you've crossed over with other musicians in the sky,
and thats why I'm here singing to you,
that was truely the day that the music died,

Chorus: Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')


you would of taken on the world,
as one of the best guitarists in the world,
and already taken your guitar skills to legendary status,
one of the few people the survived the hair metal scene,
and turned it into brutal heavy metals,

your hard and almost certainly demonic riffs,
made the hard rockin' and heavy metal world go around,
you could close your eyes and get lost in one of his guitar riffs,
listenting to you play it made all my worries go away,
and it felt like I had meet my god,

Chorus: Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin'


Pantera was gone but not forgotten,
they forged their place in the history of Heavy Metal,
and you forged your way into heavy metal,
with the birth of Damage Plan,
a legenday metal bad in their own right,

you rocked with the cowboys from hell,
and you stood at the cemetary gates,
you faced the devil on so many occasions,
and showed him what was right and what was wrong,
took heavy metal to a whole new height,

it was heavy metal at its finest,
like it always should be,
I played your music so loud and so fast,
that the walls of my apartment would rock,
and the windows would break,

turn it up,
because I'm gonna play it so loud,
turn it up,
because I'm never gonna turn it down,
turn it up,
because I'm never gonna stop,

Chorus: Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')

Dimebag maybe gone from this earth,
but he remains in our souls,
and his music etched in the sands of time,
to be played for all time and newere generations,

just one more time to turn it up,
and never stop the rocking,
of what was one of the greatest guitarists that ever lived,
great ready to headbang and pay your respects to the man,

Chorus: Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')
Dimebag's Gone (But Hes Still Rockin')


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 15, 2006



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