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| I wish I could have met you (for Stan Rogers) © Copyright George Papavgeris, April 2003 They say you were a big man, Stan, They say that you could shade the sun Just standing there a solid six foot four; And when it was your turn to sing The windowpanes they say would ring As your voice seemed to rise up through the floor. If every thing about you was just half of what they say It would have been enough to turn me green. Yet I didn't know the treasure that was lost that summer's day As I watched your death upon a TV screen. Proud child of the Maritimes The people you'd recall and times When living could be earned with honest toil; And passionately sang of those Who through the centuries opposed The forces that would raid your native soil. Ten thousand miles away from you and twenty years too late Your messages did reach me loud and clear; Though little of your world I knew, your passion was so great That I'm not ashamed to say I shed a tear. The world you spoke of gone is now The times have changed and still somehow The words you wrote now even more apply. I am not family or friend; This song I don't know where to send. Perhaps you'll hear if I sing to the sky. And one thing I can promise is we never will forget The giant with the voice that hearts could fill. The power of your songs will always catch souls in the net And through the songs the man is living still. (Chorus) And I wish I could have met you And I wish I'd known you well For your songs are ringing in my ears As clear as any bell; But every time we reach out In chorus or refrain, Like the Mary Ellen Carter In our hearts you rise again. |
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