Now that You’re Gone ~ (For B.B. King)

B.B. King, Blues Guitarist

B.B. King

Now that you’re gone

Lucille softly weeps

Without your Mississippi

Cotton picking singing voice

Guitar wizard playing fingers

The Blues ain’t gonna sound

The same anymore

The thrill is gone

But the legacy lives on

For generations to come

As Heaven lights up

With your unbeatable smile

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