He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from cryin'
'Cause he was a friend of mine
.
He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had enough money
To pay his room or board
And he was a friend of mine
.
I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I never been quite satisfied
And he was a friend of mine
.
He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
A thousand miles from home
And he never harmed no one
And he was a friend of mine
.
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
Lord I just can't keep from cryin'
'Cause he was a friend of mine.
.
by Bob Dylan (arr)
Copyright © 1962; renewed 1990 MCA
First release: The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3, 1991
