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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, and maybe i was too 
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And hanging out with the in crowd just wasn't our thang 
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There was a whole lot more than we could see on these plains 
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Well some people just seem to get stuck, and hang around 
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It's college or trade school for those with the means 
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There's never been any small town dreams for those in between  
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Yeah the poor folks they go to 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 same anymore 
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I got on with the local police, it 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 time that he'd done 
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He was just a burned out beat down shell, of my old friend 
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And on a three day binge he was 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 he took off 
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Oh how things change 

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And i found his truck in the floodplain upside down 
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It was a hell of a rain i didn't know if he'd drowned, 
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Or if he died on impact. it must 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 er    nurse  
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And he was doa. she just about 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 that day... 

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When i found his truck in the floodplain upside down 
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It was a hell of a rain i didn't know if he'd drowned, 
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Or if he died on impact. it must 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 er    nurse  
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And he was doa. she just about lost her mind 

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Ain't it the times