The Day John Lennon Died

On the day John Lennon was shot down
Outside the Dakota Hotel
On Central Park West
In the heart of Manhattan
Like a common criminal
Or a rapper on the wrong side of town
A song was written in Liverpool
Three singers harmonized in Nashville
The final chapter wrote itself
In the life of a troubadour on the run
Outside of Boulder Colorado
A dancer found her groove
A native movement was born
On the Great Navaho Reservation
In Arizona and New Mexico
Where a circle of shamans
Smoked a pipe of peace
And a child took his first breath
In a corner drugstore on Bleeker Street

Life goes on the old man says
Life goes on