Chris Whiteley - The Week That Ernie Died lyrics

The week that Ernie died I was walkin' in the rain The airplanes flying overhead will never sound the same In just a few short days a lot of things have changed Or so it seems He was known as Mr. Dressup; a funny, gentle man A kindly father figure to the children of this land No matter where you came from he would stop and shake your hand No phonies here, know what I mean? Now I know that it may sound crazy but I'm glad he didn't see All the terror and the violence, all the tears and misery The kind of thing he stood for was just human decency And open minds Every suicidal bomber has a god upon his side Every missle that destroys is fully sanctified I said a prayer for peace then I hung my head and cried The week that Ernie died Now me and Ernie, John and Jonesy played a round of golf last spring We shared some jokes and stories with some pretty lousy swings Sometimes it really helps to remember little things And find a smile And it doesn't really matter what heaven you can see It's what you do while here that's the legacy you leave Just like my old friend Ernie I've still got to believe In taking time And being kind Now I know it may sound crazy but I'm glad he didn't see All the terror and the violence, all the tears and misery I said a prayer for peace then I hung my head and cried The week that Ernie died