I got friends who are in prison
That I've often said.
I'm gonna tell ya something
Friends who are dead.
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That's just the way it's supposed to be.
You know these things that happen,
Don't ya know it coulda been me.
And I can't help but wonder,

I had a good girl,
Her kisses sweeter than wine.
And I had always hoped
That someday I'd make her mine.

Chorus
But she ran off and married,
That's just the way it's supposed to be.
And I can't help but wonder,

Well the junkie cops of First Street,
Don't ya know it coulda been me.
Sticks a needle in his arm.
No, he never meant to do
Anyone no harm.
Chorus

That's just the way it's supposed to be.
But he's buried six feet deep,
And I can't help but wonder,

I had me a good girl,
Don't ya know it coulda been me.
That someday I'd make her mine
Her kisses sweeter than wine.
And I had always hoped
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