Richey Lee

Richey Lee was his Father's boy

Big, loud, Hard-drinkin' bundle of joy

A walkin' laugh wrapped up in corduroy

Richey couldn't do no wrong

Grew up with a fast runnin' crowd

Good bunch of boys, just a little too loud

Can't fault a man for being proud

Richey kept rollin' on

Spent his days in a rock-n-roll band

Tellin' jokes, a guitar in his hand

Tryin' hard to meet every demand

Of all of those late-night shows

Whiskey-drunk on a Saturday night

She caught his eye comin' out of the light

Half way there he had to get in a fight

Back home that's just the way it goes

Strange days, they leave you in a wonder

And good times, they don't always stay

And true love, it will shake you like thunder

But old friends just fade away

Old friends just fade away

Summertime on the river again

Fishin' poles and a two-dollar grin

Ain't ever gonna laugh like that again

Fallin' right to the ground

Count the miles down to New Orleans

Borrowed cash and dirty bluejeans

Couple of boys lookin' for Cajun queens

Thinkin' they own the town

But we all left to find work out of town

Even the wild ones, they slow down

Richey felt like he was comin' unwound

Got tired of playin' the game

Liquor bottles pilin' up before noon

Richey said he just needed some room

We all saw the end comin' way too soon

And man that's an awful shame