I got friends who are in prison

Friends who are dead.

I'm gonna tell ya something

That I've often said.



CHORUS

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 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,

Don't ya know it coulda been me.



Well the junkie cops of First Street,

Sticks a needle in his arm.

No, he never meant to do

Anyone no harm.



CHORUS

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

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