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A Life in Music: Remembering Paul Abraham

by Feb 17, 2026Uncategorized

By Scott Coopwood (with permission from The Bolivar Bullet)

On February 5, Cleveland lost a remarkable man. Paul Abraham passed away after a long

health struggle, leaving behind a story that many in town may never have fully known.

His name might not ring familiar to everyone, but Paul lived a life deeply intertwined with one of

the most legendary Southern rock bands of all time — Lynyrd Skynyrd. And through that

connection, I was fortunate enough to know him.

More than twenty years ago, I became close friends with the late Ed King, one of Lynyrd

Skynyrd’s founding members. Ed co-wrote some of the band’s biggest hits alongside singer

Ronnie Van Zant, including the iconic “Sweet Home Alabama.” The unforgettable guitar work

on that song — that was Ed.

Not long after our friendship began, Ed asked me a question out of the blue: Do you know a guy in Cleveland named Paul Abraham?”

At the time, I didn’t. I had never heard the name. However, I soon learned that Paul was the

person responsible for bringing Lynyrd Skynyrd to Cleveland back in the early days, when they

played the Bolivar County Expo Center on March 7, 1974, during their “Second Helping” tour

— fresh off a national run opening for The Who.

That was the beginning of Paul’s long association with the band. In the years after the tragic

plane crash, during what many call the band’s second phase, Paul became Lynyrd Skynyrd’s

road manager — a trusted presence behind the scenes in one of rock music’s most storied

chapters.

Over the years, as Ed visited me here in Cleveland, I finally met Paul through him. We

connected instantly, bonded by our shared friendship with Ed and our mutual love for the

music and history of Lynyrd Skynyrd.

The hours the three of us spent together are too many to count. Sitting with Ed and Paul was

like being given a front-row seat to rock-and-roll history — listening to them swap stories about

touring across America, Europe, and Japan, and recalling unforgettable moments with Skynyrd

and so many other legendary acts. Those conversations were priceless, and I will always be

grateful to have been there to hear them.

After his time with Skynyrd, Paul worked briefly with musician Michael Peterson, and the singer

of Bad Company, Paul Rodgers. Then, through Ed, another door opened.

In an interview with Delta Magazine, Paul recalled how Ed encouraged him to speak with Billy

Ray Cyrus, who was looking for a tour manager. What began as a simple conversation turned

into more than a decade on the road — twelve years of music, travel, and unforgettable

experiences. Those years even gave Paul a front-row glimpse into the early life of a young

Miley Cyrus.

When Paul finally stepped away from touring in 2010, he began doing something different:

writing.

He started putting down memories from his years on the road — the wild, unpredictable, once-

in-a-lifetime stories that only that kind of life can produce. Eventually, those reflections became

his memoir, The Gospel According to Abraham: From Delta Boy to Tour Manager. In this book,

Paul didn’t hold back. He told it all — the good, the bad, and the ugly — with honesty and

heart.

Though rock music shaped so much of his career, Paul never forgot where he came from. He

often spoke of his upbringing in Leland and how his Delta roots gave him a deep appreciation

for music, especially the blues.

Paul Abraham may not have been a household name, but he lived a life that most people only

dream about — a life filled with music, adventure, friendship, and unforgettable stories. More

importantly, he was a genuine soul: loyal, passionate, and larger than life in the quietest way.

Cleveland didn’t just lose a man on February 5 — it lost a connection to an extraordinary piece

of American music history. I will always feel honored to have known Paul, to have shared time

with him, and to remember the warmth, laughter, and incredible legacy he leaves behind.

Rest easy, my friend. Your road stories will never fade.