Simple is best

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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