A simple man born long ago in 1915
Whose hands were meant to play the 6-string
A harmonica was all that Les could afford
This young mans life started out by this accord
94 years young and so much he gave
A sound forever his own it was
A life well played
One autumn night we met after his set
He was a wry and witty old man in downtown NY
"I'll sign your 6-string young man"
I can still see him smile
As he signed his name across my guitar
His gift was a part of his fame
94 years young so much he gave
A sound forever his own it was
A life well played
He passed away quietly in August 2009
My thoughts turned towards the night
When he was so kind
His hands so worn so tired now finally at rest
And I'm sure that Les is pickin' with the best of the best
94 years young and so much he gave
A sound forever his own it was
A life well played
