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Bruce Berry was a working man, he used to load that Econoline van.
A sparkle was in his eye, but his life was in his hands.
Well, late at night when the people were gone he used to pick up my guitar
and sing a song in a shaky voice that was real as the day was long.
Early in the mornin' at the break of day he used to sleep until the afternoon.
If you never heard him sing I guess you won't too soon.
'Cause people let me tell you it sent a chill up and down my spine
when I picked up the telephone and heard that he'd died out on the mainline.
A sparkle was in his eye, but his life was in his hands.
Well, late at night when the people were gone he used to pick up my guitar
and sing a song in a shaky voice that was real as the day was long.
Early in the mornin' at the break of day he used to sleep until the afternoon.
If you never heard him sing I guess you won't too soon.
'Cause people let me tell you it sent a chill up and down my spine
when I picked up the telephone and heard that he'd died out on the mainline.