Happy Birthday, Shane McConkey

And in the rain, with his head hung low Couldn't get a ticket, and without show Scene! Shane! Like a distant scream You can do it! You heard one guitar Just blew him away Move upside down In a second hand store Didn't know how to play it But in Shaw Yes Shane, yes In a town without a name In a heavy downpour Thought he passed his own shadow By the backstage door Like a trip through the past That day in the rain All he needs to keep a rock to be a joke Just ski down there and jump off something for crying out loud