i once knew a poet who lived before his time he and his dog spooner would listen while he d rhyme words to make ya happy words to make you cry then one day the poet suddenly did die but he left behind a closet filled with verse and rhyme and through some strange transaction one was printed in the times and everybody s searchin for the king of undergound well they found him down in florida with a tombstone for a crown everybody knows a line from his book that cost four ninety nine i wonder if he knows he s doin quite this fine cause his books are all best sellers and his poems were turned to song had his brother on a talk show though they never got along and now he s called immortal yes he s even taught in school they say he used his talents a most proficient tool but he left all of his royalties to spooner his ol hound growin old on steak and bacon in a doghouse ten feet round and everybody wonders did he really lose his mind no he was just a poet who lived before his time he was just a poet who lived before his time
['folk rock', 'mellow gold', 'singer-songwriter', 'soft rock']