An old guitar playing friend of mine Tim Graham has passed. Our lives had gone different ways for the past 15 years or so and I am sorry that I let that happen.
I think may be the singer songwriter Lucinda Williams said it the best, "...why'ed you let go of your guitar, why'ed you let it go so far..."
I got my copy of the Dead's Filmore '69, Complete Recordings about the same time Tim's death was reported. The bonus disk has their version of "He Was a Friend of Mine". I thought I might rip you an MP3, but it didn't seem to fit as well as Dylan's version...
He was a friend of mine He was a friend of mine Every time I think about him now Lord I just can't keep from crying 'Cause he was friend a friend of mine
He died on the road He died on the road He never had no money To pay his room or board He was a friend of mine
I stole away and cried I stole away and cried 'Cause I never had too much money And I can't be satisfied He was a friend of mine
He never done no wrong He never done no wrong He was just a poor boy Long way from home He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine He was a friend of mine Every time I hear his name I just can't keep from crying 'Cause he was a friend of mine
Here's the story of the long strange trip this song has taken.
"...I know I've seen that face before," Big Jim was thinking to himself
"Maybe down in Mexico or a picture up on somebody's shelf..."Bob Dylan from "Lilly Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts
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Brief mention from the local paper.
I got my copy of the Dead's Filmore '69, Complete Recordings about the same time Tim's death was reported. The bonus disk has their version of "He Was a Friend of Mine". I thought I might rip you an MP3, but it didn't seem to fit as well as Dylan's version...
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think about him now
Lord I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was friend a friend of mine
He died on the road
He died on the road
He never had no money
To pay his room or board
He was a friend of mine
I stole away and cried
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I can't be satisfied
He was a friend of mine
He never done no wrong
He never done no wrong
He was just a poor boy
Long way from home
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name
I just can't keep from crying
'Cause he was a friend of mine
Here's the story of the long strange trip this song has taken.
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