He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mineEvery time I think about him nowLord I just can't keep from cryin''Cause he was a friend of mine
He died on the roadHe died on the roadHe never had enough moneyTo pay his room or boardAnd he was a friend of mine
I stole away and criedI stole away and cried'Cause I never had too much moneyAnd I never been quite satisfiedAnd he was a friend of mine
He never done no wrongHe never done no wrongA thousand miles from homeAnd he never harmed no oneAnd he was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mineHe was a friend of mineEvery time I hear his nameLord I just can't keep from cryin''Cause he was a friend of mine.
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