Has taken his
Boat
Past the
Leeward shore
To open water
He was a
Feisty
Son of a
Bitch
But he
Lived a life
Wrote a few songs
In all of our
Chaos
I bet you Neil Young
Is thinking about
Mortality
I bet you Graham Nash
Is thinking about
Mortality
I bet you Stephen Stills
Is thinking about
Mortality
I bet you
The whole
Woodstock
Nation
Is thinking about
Mortality
No one there now
To thread
That middle
Harmony