🚌 The Final Ride — On a Worn Leather Seat, Merle Haggard Said Goodbye . Merle Haggard spent nearly his entire life traveling the dusty roads of America. He once said, “The stage is where I sing. But the bus… that’s where I live.” And in the end, it became the place where he took his final breath. That day, there was no crowd. No music. Just the steady hum of wheels on the road and the soft light filtering through the window. Merle sat in his old, worn leather seat—the same seat where he had written songs, given interviews, or simply stared out the window, watching the world pass by in silence. On the small wooden table beside him, a pen lay uncapped. Next to it, a slip of paper with a short handwritten note: “I’m ready.”
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