With guitar and hair full of curls.
Prince made this a purple world.
People are crying sounds sadful to the ears.
And it's raining purple tears.

At the drop of a hat he was taken away.
There will be less happiness in the world today.
Up to heaven his soul did fly.
Where he is still singing and dancing above a purple sky.

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