Charles Bukowski died in 1994
Little Jack Horton died June 17, 2004
Ten years later
In Gibsontown, Florida
Charles Bukowski, the passing of an American poet
An American legend and an American voice
Post office worker, crank, outsider, drunk, madman
American and a poet
Authentic voice in a wasted land
Little Jack Horton, movie actor, stuntman
Circus clown, freak poet
And hot walker
An unauthentic voice
Flying above the midway of America
Two voices
Closed down forever
And I realized it was all gone
It was over
The old L.A., the literature of the legacies
The metallic sounds of great lost American music
Blasting out of cheap little speakers
Blasting out of car speakers and cantinas on the border
All the old jazz, hardcore country western
The wild American music
The metallic sound
And all those old stories
Bukowski and Little Jack Horton stealing a train engine
And those blind Jesus singers in Pershing Square
The Sisters of Mercy
I can still hear them
I can still hear them
I can still hear them
I can still hear them
I can still hear them
I can still hear them
We'll sing and shout for victory
What we all get to heaven
What a day of rejoicing that will be
When we all see Jesus
We'll sing and shout the victory
While we walk this built-in pathway
Clouds may overspread the sky
But when drowning days are away
Not a shadow, not a star.
When we all give to heaven,
What a day of rejoicing that will be.
When we all see Jesus,
We'll sing and shout the victory.
Let us then be true and faithful friends,