In Memory
A Salute and my updated version with great respect: To the current custom guitar maker and a past memory maker
In the year 2025, if any man is still alive
If any woman can survive, What will they find?
In the year 2026
Many will die I’m gonna need to tell the truth, you will hear many cries
from everything they think, do and say
They’ll make you want to sigh from so many government lies
In the year 2027
From way below from deep beneath, they will begin to rise
It's not the grass the tree or anything green they want will chew
No you body and soul there gonna take from you
In the year 2028 you’ll not need to mate
Your arms hangin' limp at your sides
Your legs got nothin' to do
The booster vaccinations did that to you
In the year 2029 you’ll see the last sign
You won't find no husbands, you’ll find no wives
You'll no longer have your sons, nor your daughter too
Just past memories From the remains found on You tube
It was in the year 2030 when
God said he was coming, Will He make it by then?
Will he look around Himself and say, it’s time for the end
Guess it's time for the judgment day
In the year 2031
God is gonna shake His mighty head as looks down from heaven
He'll either say I'm pleased where man has been
Or tear it down, and start again
In the year 2032 I’m tellin you
Were all kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive
He's taken everything this old earth can give
And he ain't put back nothing
Now it's been fifty four years
Man has cried a billion tears
For what, he never knew, now man's reign is through
But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
So very far away, maybe it's only yesterday
In the year 2033, if man is still alive
If woman can survive, Will they be saved?
I memory of the Writer Rick Evans (born January 20, 1943, Lincoln, Nebraska, died February 2018,
In Memory
A Salute and my updated version with great respect: To the current custom guitar maker and a past memory maker
In the year 2025, if any man is still alive
If any woman can survive, What will they find?
In the year 2026
Many will die I’m gonna need to tell the truth, you will hear many cries
from everything they think, do and say
They’ll make you want to sigh from so many government lies
In the year 2027
From way below from deep beneath, they will begin to rise
It's not the grass the tree or anything green they want will chew
No you body and soul there gonna take from you
In the year 2028 you’ll not need to mate
Your arms hangin' limp at your sides
Your legs got nothin' to do
The booster vaccinations did that to you
In the year 2029 you’ll see the last sign
You won't find no husbands, you’ll find no wives
You'll no longer have your sons, nor your daughter too
Just past memories From the remains found on You tube
It was in the year 2030 when
God said he was coming, Will He make it by then?
Will he look around Himself and say, it’s time for the end
Guess it's time for the judgment day
In the year 2031
God is gonna shake His mighty head as looks down from heaven
He'll either say I'm pleased where man has been
Or tear it down, and start again
In the year 2032 I’m tellin you
Were all kinda wonderin' if man is gonna be alive
He's taken everything this old earth can give
And he ain't put back nothing
Now it's been fifty four years
Man has cried a billion tears
For what, he never knew, now man's reign is through
But through eternal night, the twinkling of starlight
So very far away, maybe it's only yesterday
In the year 2033, if man is still alive
If woman can survive, Will they be saved?
I memory of the Writer Rick Evans (born January 20, 1943, Lincoln, Nebraska, died February 2018,
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