He Was A Friend Of Mine (Live)

He Was A Friend Of Mine (Live) - Bob Dylan

Written by：Bob Dylan

He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine

Every time I think of his name

Lord I just can't keep from cryin'

'Cause he was a friend of mine

He died on the road

He died on the road

He never had that much money

To pay his room or board

And he was a friend of mine

I stole away and cried

I stole away and cried

'Cause I never had that much money

And I never been quite satisfied

And he was a friend of mine

He was never that a bend

He was never that a bend

He was a friend of mine

One a very beast of him

And he was a friend of mine

He never done no wrong

He never done no wrong

A thousand miles away

And he never harmed no one

And he was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine

He was a friend of mine

Every time I think his name

I just can't keep from cryin'

'Cause he was a friend of mine