David

My friend David was a good kid He had my back, I always knew he did And he was different than most And maybe I was too And hanging out with the in crowd just wasn't our thing There was a whole lot more that we could see on these plains Well some people just seem to get stuck and hang around It's college or trade school for those with the means There's never been any small towns for those in between Yeah, the poor folks, they go to work or they go to war I did 1,500 days in the Corps When I got back, nothing looked the same anymore I got on with the local police It just seemed to fit But things had changed By then David had a daughter and a son And a rap sheet to prove all the time that he'd done He was just a burned out, beat down shell of my old friend And on a three-day binge, he was speeding through town And I bumped the wailers to try to slow him down He didn't know it was me, and he took off Oh, how things change And I found his truck in the floodplain, upside down It was a hell of a rain,I don't know if he drowned Or if he died on impact, he must have rolled three times Yeah, the only thing to make matters worse That his mom was a late night E.R. nurse And he was D.O.A., she just about lost her mind David's wife drops by every once in a while The childhood stories always make her smile But somehow, we always go back to that day When I found his truck in the floodplain upside down It was a hell of a rain, I don't know if he drowned Or if he died on impact, he must have rolled three times Yeah, the only thing to make matters worse That his mom was a late night E.R. nurse And he was D.O.A., she just about lost her mind Ain't it the times?