David

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My friend david was a good kid
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He had my back i always knew he did
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And he was different than most, 
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and maybe i was too
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And hanging out with the in crowd 
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just wasn't our thang
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There was a whole lot more than we 
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could see on these plains
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Well some people just seem to get 
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stuck, and hang around
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It's college or trade school for 
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those with the means
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There's never been any small town 
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dreams for those in between
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Yeah the poor folks they go to 
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work or they go to war
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I did fifteen hundreds days in the 
corps
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And i got back nothin looked the 
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same anymore
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I got on with the local police, it
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 just seemed to fit
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Things have changed

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By then david had a daughter and a 
son
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And a wrap sheet to prove all the 
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time that he'd done
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He was just a burned out beat down 
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shell, of my old friend
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And on a three day binge he was 
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speeding through town,
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And i bumped the wailers just to try
 and slow him down
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He didn't know that it was me, and
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 he took off
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Oh how things change

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And i found his truck in the 
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floodplain upside down
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It was a hell of a rain i didn't 
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know if he'd drowned,
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Or if he died on impact. it must 
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have rolled three times
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Yeah the only thing to make matters 
worse
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Is that his mama's a late night 
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er    nurse
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And he was doa. she just about 
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lost her mind

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David's wife drops by every once in 
a while,
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And childhood stories always make 
her smile,
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But somehow we always go back to 
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that day...

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When i found his truck in the 
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floodplain upside down
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It was a hell of a rain i didn't 
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know if he'd drowned,
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Or if he died on impact. it must 
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have rolled three times
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Yeah the only thing to make matters 
worse
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Is that his mama's a late night 
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er    nurse
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And he was doa. she just about 
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lost her mind

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Ain't it the times