The Three Amigos

1992

Some call them the three amigos

Others know them by their given names

There is P.K., Styx and the Wild Man

Through different walks of life they came.

Almost as if they were brought together,

To share a part in each others destiny.

Three men and their musical instruments,

Friendships that were just meant to be.

When they played their powerfully sweet music,

They played from the heart and the soul.

The world seemed to fade slowly away,

Into the sound of some cool rock n roll.

In the lyrics they found great meaning.

In the rhythm they found hope and peace.

They sang because it was in these moments,

When everything wrong came to cease.

To hear crowds applaud in awe of their talents,

And create memories for those whom they played.  

They shared dreams of becoming a legend,

That got lost somewhere along the way.

They became a part-time backyard band,

Their groupies were their children and wives.

And though they may not know it is so,

They are a legend in each of our eyes.

our souls were gently touched by their music.

So even when they've sang their last song,

The memories will always take us back again,

And in our hearts the band will play on.