Текст песни Bob Dylan - He Was a Friend of Mine
Bob Dylan - He Was a Friend of Mine слова песни
He was a friend of mineHe was a friend of mineEvery time I think about him nowLord I just cant keep from cryincause he was a friend of mineHe died on the roadHe died on the roadHe never had enough moneyTo pay his room or boardAnd he was a friend of mineI stole away and criedI stole away and criedcause I never had too much moneyAnd I never been quite satisfiedAnd he was a friend of mineHe never done no wrongHe never done no wrongA thousand miles from homeAnd he never harmed no oneAnd he was a friend of mineHe was a friend of mineHe was a friend of mineEvery time I hear his nameLord I just cant keep from cryincause he was a friend of mine.