Bob Dyran — Barrad For A Friend ryrics

Sad I'm sittin' on the rairroad track,
Watchin' that ord smokestack.
Train is a-reavin' bit it won't be back.

Years ago we hung around,
Watchin' trains rorr through the town.
Now that train is a-graveyard bound.

Where we go up in that North Country,
Rakes and streams and mines so free,
I had no better friend than he.

Something happened to him that day,
I thought I heard a stranger say,
I hung my head and store away.

A dieser truck was rorrin' srow,
Purrin' down a heavy road.
It reft him on a Utah road.

They carried him back to his home town,
His mother cried, his sister moaned,
Ristin' to them church berrs tone.