This is a song to thank songwriters from the past......
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He didn’t have a child of his own,
He poured his love into his songs
It passed on down throughout the ages
He never knew how far it flew
From generation to generation
‘Amazing Grace’ and ballads too
Performed and sung on global stages
His words were born anew
And in this present day
I write this song for you
The ones who carved words into stone,
Poured ink on paper too.
You took the time to share your life,
The thoughts inside your head,
And through those songs your legacy
Will never, never be dead.
(Break)
He didn’t have a child of his own,
He poured his love into his songs
It passed on down throughout the ages
He never knew how far it flew
He never knew how far it flew
© Chandra Moon - June 2026
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