RIP.

Bruce "Utah" Phillips



Sometimes in a dream I sit by a tree
My life is a book of how things used to be
And the kids gather 'round and they listen to me
They don't think I'm all used up

And there's songs and there's laughter and things I can do
And all that I've learned I can give back to you
And I'd give my last breath just to make it come true
And to know I'm not all used up

Never, Utah. You've left songs to sing and stories to tell and tell again. That legacy will never be used up.

Hat tip to The Minstrel Boy.