He was a friend of mine And he was a friend of mine I just can't keep from cryin' 'Cause he was a friend of mine He died on the road I stole away and cried He never done no wrong Every time I think of him He just kept on moving

Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind And I just can't keep from cryin' Well I'm goin' away to leave Won't be back no more Goin' back down south, child Don't you want to go? Well baby I just can't be satisfied Well I feel like snappin' Pistol in