THAT SINGING FRIEND OF MINE

He could take and sing a heart songs

And twist every heartache out

And the way he walked out on the stage

Made folks scream and shout

And he had a way with the women

And could put away the wine

I sure miss that singing friend of mine

I can hear him singing now

He could sure sing a good memory

When he'd sing about the grass of home

I'd always cry

I sure miss that singing friend of mine

He loved fast cars and night life

He seemed to thrive on danger

He had to fight most all his life

So he was quick to anger

But when he'd sing a country song

He face would light with a smile

And I sure miss that singing friend of mine

From a show in Kansas City

I guess he was Nashville bound

The radio playing softly

The Bottle Let Me Down

And somehow he missed that big curve

And a giant looked down in time

I sure miss that singing friend of mine

I can hear him singing now...