The greatest man I never met, has run his final race
The pain I feel is showing, in the tears upon my face
With the love of a father, and that of a friend
He protected Mike and Junior, right to the end
In that special, unselfish move, for all the world to see
He showed why we love that Black # 3
We have lost the heart of racing, it will never be the same
But he was far more that just a racing name
His skill in driving was beyond compare
But it was the man himself that made me care
Those steel blue eyes, that sly dwag grin
The way he cared, all part of him
The loving husband, the faithful friend
The proud father, memories that will never end
He lived for Sundays, the race to win
To beat the odds, was life to him
To hear those engines roar to life
Was second only to God and his wife
Strapped into the Number 3, after Teresa's kiss
Calm, relaxed, ready to race. Nothing was amiss
As he made that final turn, in the Number 3
I wonder if it was more than air, the MAN IN BLACK could see
Did he see his Daddy, and Neil Bonnet standing there
And all of heavens angels, when all we saw was air
I think that God was standing there to meet the elder E
The one that he's been waiting for to drive Heavens # 3
I do not know how long this ache, will tear apart my heart
It may never happen, it may never start
No one can replace him, in our hearts or on the track
Rest in peace my hero, I'll always love the MAN IN BLACK.
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