Every time I hear “Can’t you see” I think of you <br />“Can't you see, can't you see <br />What that woman’s been doing to me” <br />I loved your blend of rock, blues, country and even jazz <br />You stayed true and never moved from South Carolina <br />You were born and raised there and died in Sparta <br />You started The Marshall Tucker Band, a great band <br />You served in Viet Nam <br />What you see was what you got <br />I loved your lead guitar played with your thumb <br />Your brother Tommy played the Bass in the band <br />When he was killed in a car accident you were so hurt <br />You only had one wife and you were real <br />You lived a short life but you touched mine my friend <br />Every time I ride thru the Carolinas I think of you and Tom <br />Toy Caldwell I miss you and your music lives on and on<br /><br />Joseph Narusiewicz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/toy-caldwell/
