Ode to George Harrison

Ode to George Harrison
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You were the quiet one
Playing in the shadow of giants
Magic in your guitar

Liverpool Hamburg NewYork
Were conquered by the foursome
You danced in tune

Guitar in one hand
A sitar in the other as you played
East and West did meet

You sang to God
With a Halleluja and a Harekrishna
O my sweet lord

I saw you in Rishikesh
Meditating with the Maharishi
Love peace and tranquility

You were your finest
You gave your music and your friends
For the people of Bangladesh

You were the gardener
Oxfordshire flowers and gentle greens
And Nature smiled

They stabbed you
Ten times through your frail being
Strawberry fields forever

Fame you abhorred
Living in the days of future past
Music from within

You were God's child
Strumming His guitar in this world
Doing His work alone

Saw you there with Him
On the banks of Mother Ganga
Tuned in to Him

You really wanted
To see Him, your sweet lord
Wanted to meet Him

Will they remember
Sergent Pepper and his merry band
Where it all came from

Do they know
The gifts that were given
To you unseen

It came from Him
It came on in synchrony and song
Here comes the Sun

He took him in His arms
From the cancer of this mortal world
My guitar gently weeps