Tony, We're Proud We Knew Ye (a poem)

By Russ Vaughn

You're on the road to eternity, huroo, huroo,

Your spirit's flown your soul is free, huroo, huroo,

With wringin' hands and tearful eyes,

We pray you hear our mournful cries,

And we all feel so sad today,

But, Tony, we're proud we knew Ye.

Where is that voice so smilin' mild, huroo, huroo,

That drove the White House press so wild, huroo, huroo,

Where are those eyes that sparklin' smiled

With which our hearts Ye so beguiled,

Oh darlin' boy you made our day,

Ah, Tony, we're glad we knew Ye.

We'll miss that spirit that loved the run, huroo, huroo,

That flashin' smile for everyone, huroo, huroo,

That mike Ye wielded like a gun,

But never wounding anyone,

Oh your sparklin' spirits flown away,

Sweet Tony we're goin' to miss Ye.

We're sad young lad to see Ye gone, huroo, huroo,

But glad your sad ordeal is done, huroo, huroo,

With sorrowed hearts we accept you're gone,

But know your goodness still lives on,

Oh, Tony Snow, we must let go,

But, Lord, we were blessed we knew Ye.

Russ Vaughn

Author's note: I am so saddened that we have lost this bright spirit, this so very talented young man. I do not know if Tony Snow is of Irish extraction, but his origins are in Kentucky which was mainly settled by the Scots-Irish, of which I am one with my American roots in that region as well. For that reason, I chose to make my tribute to Tony a derivation of the old Irish song, "Johnny We Hardly Knew Ye."

The music for the American version of this ballad, When Johnny Comes Marching Home Again, can be found here.

Listening to it as you read my words may help you better appreciate this tribute. It is a simple tune and these are but simple words, so it is easy to sing them. I think Tony would like that, hearing all us singing him off on his eternal journey.