David

My friend David was a good kid He had my back, always knew he did He was different than most And maybe I was too Hanging out with the in-crowd just wasn't our thing There was a whole lot more Than 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 town dreams For those in between Yeah the poor folks they go to work, or they go to war I did fifteen hundred days in the Corps And I got back, nothing looked the same anymore I got on with the local police, it just seemed to fit Things have 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 just 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, must have rolled three times Yeah, the only thing to make matters worse Is that his mama's a late night ER nurse And he was DOA, she just about lost her mind David's wife drops by every once in a while And 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, it must have rolled three times Yeah, the only thing to make matters worse Is that his mama's a late night ER nurse And he was DOA, she just about lost her mind And ain't it the times?