A smoke-filled place in Nashville <br />Charlie Louvin we stopped in to see <br />He was singing up on a tiny stage <br />Along with some wannabes. <br /> <br />He still had the rhythm and voice <br />Though tired he appeared to become <br />But he said he was feeling good <br />Much luckier than some of them <br /> <br />We chatted with Charlie awhile <br />He talked about the olden days <br />How country music had changed <br />It has such different sounding ways <br /> <br />So we took each others picture <br />With Charlie once again <br />A fun place to stop and visit <br />This nice and friendly man <br /> <br />He lit one cigarette after another <br />A chain-smoker he certainly was <br />But his life was country music <br />And this place was part of his cause <br /> <br />We bought a CD and picture of him <br />And he signed both of them <br />With a smile on his face always <br />Yes, he certainly a delightful gem <br /> <br />We said good-by to Charlie <br />And while driving away once more <br />Charlie strolled through the parking lot <br />And another cigarette he reached for!<br /><br />Marilyn Lott<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/charlie-s-place/
