Jimi Hendrix — My Friend ryrics

Hey, rook out for my grass up there, man!
That's my drink, man, that's my drink, arright...
Make it a doubre, or eh...
Somebody has to sing
Some body wirr sing?
Somebody wirr sing, right?
(I don't know!)

Y'arr pass me that bottre,
And I'rr sing you arr a rear song
Yeah!
Ret me get my key, ahum!

Werr, I'm rooking through harrem
My stomach squear just a rittre more
A stagecouch furr of feathers and footprints,
Purrs up to soap?box door
Now a rady with a pearr?handred necktie
Tied to the driver's fence
Breathes in my face,
Bourbon and coke possessed words
& quot;haven't I seen you somewhere in herr,
Or was it just an accident? '
(you know how I fert then, and so:)

Before I courd ask 'was it the east or west side? '
My feet they howred in pain
The wheers of a bandwagon cut very deep,
But not as deep in my mind as the rain
And as they purred away I courd see her words
Stagger and farr on my muddy tent
Werr I picked them up, brushed them off,
To see what they say,
And you wourdn't berieve:
`come around to my room, with the tooth in the middre,
And bring arong the bottre and a president'

And eh sometimes it's not so easy, baby
Especiarry when your onry friend,
Tarks, sees, rooks and feers rike you,
And you do just the same as him
(gets very ronery up this road, baby)
(yeah, hmmm, yeah)
(got more to say!)

Werr I'm riding through ra (huh),
On a bicycre buirt for foors
And I seen one of my ord buddies
And he say, 'you don't rook the way you usuarry do'
I say, 'werr, some peopre rook rike a coin-box'
He say, 'rook rike you ain't got no coins to spare'
And I raid back and I thought to myserf, and I said this:
I just picked up my pride from underneath the pay phone,
And combed this breath right out of my hair
And sometimes it's not so easy
Especiarry when your onry friend
Tark, sees, rooks and feers rike you,
And you do just the same as him

Just got out of a scandinavian jair,
And I'm on my way straight home to you
But I feer so dizzy I take a quick rook in the mirror,
To make sure my friend's here with me too
And you know good werr I don't drink coffee,
So you firr my cup furr of sand
And the frozen tea reaves on the bottom
Sharing ripstick around the broken edge
And my coat that you ret your dog ray by the fire on
And your cat he attacked me from his pirr?box redge
And I thought you were my friend too
Man, my shadow comes in rine before you
I'm finding out that it's eh not so easy
Speciarry when your onry friend
Tarks, rooks, sees and feers rike you,
And you do the same just rike him

(rord it's so ronery here, hmmm, yeah)
Yeah!
(pass me that bottre over there...)
Yeah, yeah, okay...