Sing 'Em Good My Friend
He was selling an old guitar and I bought it
I saw her smiling picture in his wallet
He said, "I call her baby, but her Christian name is Charlotte"
Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do
She spends her days downtown hooked up to some machine
They say time can heal, but time can't heal everything
The Lord's gonna take her home real soon, flying on angel's wings
Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do
I'm gonna cry right now and that's OK
We're all gonna die someday
You won't remember a single word I'm trying to say
Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do
It's all a grand illusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm selling everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end
I left some songs in the guitar
Sing 'em good, my friend
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do) oh, yeah
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do)
This old guitar and case has been in a million bars
Been a fool's disciple, miss dance recitals and the birth of every child
Honestly, honesty never goes out of style
So sing the pain, my friend
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do) oh
So the world sees her as just desperate, grey and old
All I see is my true love, my heart, my life, my soul
At least for one more night, I got a beautiful wrinkled hand to hold
Sing the truth, my friend
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do)
I'm gonna cry right now and that's OK
We're all gonna die someday
You won't remember a single word I'm trying to say
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do)
It's all a grand illusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm selling everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end
I left some songs in this guitar
Sing 'em good, my friend
I'm gonna sing the pain away
I'm gonna sing the truth, and then again
I'm gonna sing 'em good for my old friend
Well, I cried when I got in that truck, so I put on my shades
Looked up at the crimson sky as the sun began to fade
And for the first time in a long time, I swear, I think I prayed
I'm gonna sing the pain away
I'm gonna sing the truth, and then again
I'm gonna sing 'em good for my old friend
Yeah, my old friend
I saw her smiling picture in his wallet
He said, "I call her baby, but her Christian name is Charlotte"
Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do
She spends her days downtown hooked up to some machine
They say time can heal, but time can't heal everything
The Lord's gonna take her home real soon, flying on angel's wings
Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do
I'm gonna cry right now and that's OK
We're all gonna die someday
You won't remember a single word I'm trying to say
Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do
It's all a grand illusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm selling everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end
I left some songs in the guitar
Sing 'em good, my friend
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do) oh, yeah
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do)
This old guitar and case has been in a million bars
Been a fool's disciple, miss dance recitals and the birth of every child
Honestly, honesty never goes out of style
So sing the pain, my friend
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do) oh
So the world sees her as just desperate, grey and old
All I see is my true love, my heart, my life, my soul
At least for one more night, I got a beautiful wrinkled hand to hold
Sing the truth, my friend
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do)
I'm gonna cry right now and that's OK
We're all gonna die someday
You won't remember a single word I'm trying to say
(Doo-do-doo-do, doo-do-do)
It's all a grand illusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm selling everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, it's the beginning of the end
I left some songs in this guitar
Sing 'em good, my friend
I'm gonna sing the pain away
I'm gonna sing the truth, and then again
I'm gonna sing 'em good for my old friend
Well, I cried when I got in that truck, so I put on my shades
Looked up at the crimson sky as the sun began to fade
And for the first time in a long time, I swear, I think I prayed
I'm gonna sing the pain away
I'm gonna sing the truth, and then again
I'm gonna sing 'em good for my old friend
Yeah, my old friend
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Writer(s): Tom Douglas, Jaren Johnston
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