[Verse 1]
They wouldn't let him play the Opry
With whiskey on his breath
And it didn't take them long
To figure out what they missed
He went down that lost highway
Underneath that purple sky
A legend disappeared before his time
Things Change
[Verse 2]
They said he was the devil
Dressed in gold lame
The way he shook his hips
Out there on that stage
But before that faithful day
He left Tennessee
All of them were calling him the king
Things Change
[Verse 3]
Well they like to call them hippies
Outlaws with guitars
But they brought a little poetry
To the honky tonks and bars
They might have got a little crazy
They might have flown a little too high
But somewhere somebody is playing their song tonight
Things Change
(Don't you know they change)
They wouldn't let him play the Opry
With whiskey on his breath
And it didn't take them long
To figure out what they missed
He went down that lost highway
Underneath that purple sky
A legend disappeared before his time
Things Change
[Verse 2]
They said he was the devil
Dressed in gold lame
The way he shook his hips
Out there on that stage
But before that faithful day
He left Tennessee
All of them were calling him the king
Things Change
[Verse 3]
Well they like to call them hippies
Outlaws with guitars
But they brought a little poetry
To the honky tonks and bars
They might have got a little crazy
They might have flown a little too high
But somewhere somebody is playing their song tonight
Things Change
(Don't you know they change)
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