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Prine beat cancer twice. He was a tough old bird. I loved the humor and simplicity of his songs. It's hard to write amusing songs and not be considered a novelty act. His words were always plain and direct and colorful. And his guitar playing was like listening to a music box. An old saying comes to mind about his passing:
"Dont be sad.
What a life he had
If he were here today
He wouldn't cry or pray
He'd give you his gitar
And ask you to play."
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