Blues (for my friend)
Well I woke up this morning
And I had a song to sing
Yes I woke up this morning
And I had a song to sing
It was all about the trouble
My good friend found himself in
Well it started out real slowly
Then it all began to unfold
Yeah started out real slowly
And it all began to unfold
How he drunk a final bottle
Then left and let his blood run cold
He was a quiet kind of fellow
Never bothered no one
Yeah he was a quiet kind of fellow
Never bothered no one
But he had a wish for dying
And now he’s moved himself along
Thought he’d teach the world a lesson
Show them how he just don’t care
Thought he’d teach the world a lesson
Show how he don’t give no damn
But he stopped his drunken hollering
And went as quietly as a lamb
Well no one saw him leaving
He went all by himself
Yeah no one saw him leaving
He went all by himself
Left his six string in the corner
And his empty bottles on the shelf
He was a quiet kind of fellow
Never bothered no one
Yeah he was a quiet kind of fellow
Never bothered no one
But he had a wish for dying
And now he’s moved himself along
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