Les Skymo

It's about a man, a man that can't sing but he does it anyway, A legend, a legend in his own mind, Imagine Elvis born without a voice, Charles Bronson born with a southern twang big as a 40lb catfish, that's me, I am a man of many failures and disappointments but somehow God has taken this looser of a piece of flesh and blessed him to write and write I did, One day when I'm called up into the wild blue yonder I, me, yes, Les Skymo will live, I will live in infamy on You Tube, my soul moving, gut wrenching voice will sooth the savage beast, heal the broken heart, bring tears to a grown mans eyes, Yep that's me, One of a kind numro ono baby, love me or hate me it's to late you've done met me you will never forget me, Oh but you might want too but you can't you have been Elvised, snagged by my loving charm. Women love me men marvel and want to be me but everyone can't be me, just me. Hunka, Hunka Baby, Daddy loves ya.