He Was A Friend Of Mine

Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine

He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board

I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied

He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home

Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine