I got friends who are in prison
Friends who are dead. That I've often said.
I'm gonna tell ya something
And I can't help but wonder,
You know these things that happen,
That's just the way it's supposed to be. Don't ya know it coulda been me.
I had a good girl,
Her kisses sweeter than wine.
And I had always hoped That someday I'd make her mine.
That's just the way it's supposed to be.
But she ran off and married,
And I can't help but wonder,
Don't ya know it coulda been me. Well the junkie cops of First Street,
No, he never meant to do
Sticks a needle in his arm.
Anyone no harm.
But he's buried six feet deep, And I can't help but wonder,
That's just the way it's supposed to be.
Don't ya know it coulda been me. Her kisses sweeter than wine.
I had me a good girl,
And I had always hoped
That someday I'd make her mine.
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