Made his way in life called pistol
Once they saw what he could do
This little kid dribblin' all over town
Even in the movie theater, too
Mom peaking out from the kitchen
Dad teaching him new tricks
Big brother was a natural too
But this little kid his talent was just sick
Will this be the first shot or could it be the last
With millions sunk between them and bitter still
He just had to ask, why am I so unhappy?
He came so close in high school
And he just missed at LSU
Never a champion with the big boys
And fans can be fickle too
He studied aliens and karate
Eastern meditation brought no peace
Until that night on Lake Pontchartrain
When the pistol dropped to his knees
And he said
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And when he died it was on the court
Right behind that old church
His heart had changed but it still gave out
And JESUS came and picked him up with no more
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