Some roads that you take
Some bonds we'll choose to break
And I swore I'd no long be the pallbearer
But I carried you to bed
So you could rest your head
You were taking off a load, heavy drinking
The world it carries on
Your memories and song
And your picture’s on my wall, not forgotten
There was hymns that came from mouths
That turned crosses upside down
But it came through their teeth with great ease
And all are bobbing heads in sync
And all have got a lot on their minds to think about
But you carry on in pictures and in songs
In the unmade bed you slept in
Where I laid you down to rest one last time
Goodbye, dear friend, Goodbye, dear friend
Some stories break your heart
And some with such applaud
Buried deep inside, where it's ok to cry
Some boys won't shed a tear
Oh, but a tale like this here
It can bring me down and get me where it hurts the most
And all are bobbing heads in sync
And all have got a lot on their minds to think about
But you will carry on in pictures and in song
In the unmade bed you slept in
Where I laid you down to rest one last time
Goodbye, dear friend, Goodbye, dear friend
But you carry on in pictures and in song
In the unmade bed you slept in
Where I laid you down to rest one last time
Goodbye, dear friend, Goodbye, dear friend

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