Gram Parsons

It was forty or fifty years ago
A big shot played with time
Mister Walker held the door
And both kept Cord and line
Watched and checked on every single day
Building his own special cars
His very special way
Ooh! The new soft shoe
Ooh! The new soft shoe
And then walking through a southern road
I saw a shoeshine stand
A man was talking to a crowd
Holding slippers in his hands
Don't you know the same thing happens
Each and every day?
Did you ever hear a song