Butch Cassidy

Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend

And rode with you, and the sun dance kid

We'd laugh awhile and we'd smile a bit

'Cause crimes like ours aren't counterfeit

They say, you never even killed a man

Till it came right down to your final stand

Bullets flyin' and the wounded cryin'

And your buddy, he's goin' down

Get lower and the feelin's show

And you gave off the final sound

'Cause a soldiers death is so much better

Than defeat just hangin' around

Defeat just hangin' around

Defeat just hangin' around

Defeat just hangin' around

Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend