Some roads that you take
Some bonds we'll choose to break
And I swore I'd no long be the pallbearer
But I carry you to bed
So you could rest your head
You were taking off a load of heavy drinkin'
The world it carries on
In your memories and songs
And your pictures on my wall are not forgotten
There was hymns that came from mouths
That turned crosses upside down
And they 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, you carry on, in pictures and in songs
And 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
It is buried deep inside, where it's ok to cry
Some boy's won't shed a tear
Oh, but I tell it like this here
You know it brings me down to places 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, you carry on, in pictures and in songs
And the unmade bed you slept in
Where I laid you down to rest one last time
Goodbye, dear friend
Goodbye, dear friend
(...)
But you, you carry on, in pictures and in songs
And the unmade bed you slept in
Where I laid you down to rest one last time
Goodbye, dear friend
Goodbye, dear friend
