I got friends who are in prison,
friends who are dead.
i'm gonna tell you something
that i've often said.
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you know these things that happen,
that's just the way it's supposed to be.
and i can't help but wonder,
don't ya know it coulda been me.
i had me a good girl,
her kisses sweeter than wine.
and i had always hoped
that someday i'd make her mine.
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but she ran off and married,
that's just the way it's supposed to be.
and i can't help but wonder,
don't ya know it coulda been me.
well the junkie-cops on first street,
sticks a needle in his arm.
no, he never meant to do
anyone no harm.
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but he's buried six feet deep,
that's just the way it's supposed to be.
and i can't help but wonder,
don't ya know it coulda been me.
i had me a good girl,
her kisses sweeter than wine.
and i had always hoped
that someday i'd make her mine.