Jimi was crazy in his days of purple haze Getting tossed with the sauce As a mouse is stuck in its maze Had screaming sounds with his guitar He was a shooting star Never will there ever be a man quite like Jimi He was willing to achieve With hey Joe where you going with that gun in your hand
I hope society today will live to understand Playing his guitar with his tongue This may have frightened a tender hearted nun but it was all in fun Cross town traffic was fantastic He had a heart of gold To bad he had to die Jimi was the man with plan