D. Boon Songtext
von Uncle Tupelo

Do you remember, remember deeply
Part of what he was, a part of me now
If you think back, where would he be
Where would I be if time had allowed

This isn′t written for any one man
It's about me
This isn′t written for anyone alive
Just the songs that he sang


I've been told
It's a waste of time
Well so what
Will it be worth mine
If my night was full of stone fly
Young men still die for glory
Or for their countries, it′s just me and Jane
Playing our guitars along with it all

This isn′t written for any one man
It's about me
This isn′t written for anyone alive
Just the songs that he sang

And I'm not old
So I′ve got nothing but time
To waste
Will it be worth mine