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His lyrics run through my mind at least a couple times a week...
He could be very funny and serious at the same time

When I'm doing woodwork:
OOOOOOh, Grampa was a carpenter, built houses, stores and banks.
Chain smoked Camel cigarettes and hammered nails in planks-

At odd times tunes like:
Woke up this morning, put on my slippers, walked in the kitchen and died
But Oh what a feeling when my soul rose through the ceiling
On up to heaven I did ride

It was Christmas in prison
And the food was real good
We had turkey and pistols
Carved out of wood
And I dream of her always
Even when I don't dream
Her name's on my tongue
And her blood's in my stream

Wait awhile eternity
Old mother nature's got nothing on me
Come to me
Run to me
Come to me, now
We're rolling
My sweetheart
We're flowing
By God

He has had a huge impact on so many- and yes, many of his songs hit me deeper emotionally since his passing...

Thanks John!