It's A Shame About Ray Testo

I've never been too good with names. The cellar door was open, I could never stay away. I know it's prob'ly not my place. It's either or, I'm hoping for a simple way to say. It's a shame about Ray. In the stone, under the dust, his name is still engraved. Some things need to go away. It's a shame about Ray. If I make it through today, I'll know tomorrow not to put my feelings out on display. I'll put the cobwebs back in place. I've never been to good with names, but I remember faces. It's a shame about Ray. In the stone, under the dust, his name is still engraved. Some things need to go away. It's a shame about Ray.