I used to go
To this old bar
I loved the man
Who sang the blues
From my home
It wasn't very far
And I liked
Their cheap booze
He used to jam out
Every Friday night
Afterwards we'd
Take a cruise
Have a joint to ignite
Smoke it real slow and smooth
It was late November
From the bartender
I started being served the excuse
Asking where my friend had been
All I got were
"I have no clue."s
Finally in January
They decided to tell me
The news
He had, had cancer
It had spread to his brain
Upon his life
It had took it's claim
It was the only battle
He would ever lose
I never got to say goodbye
To that man that I loved
The one who sang the blues
Who drove me around
In his old car
Simply
Smoking pot, listening to good tunes
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