He was a friend of mine
A E D A Asus4 A Asus4 A
He was a friend of mine
A F#m D E
His killing has no purpose, no reason or rhyme
A E D A Asus 4 A Asus4 A
He was a friend of mine
He was in Dallas town
He was in Dallas town
>From a sixth floor window a gunner shot him down
He died in Dallas town
He never knew my name
He never knew my name
Though I never met him, I knew him just the same
Oh he was a friend of mine
A F#m D E
The leader of a nation for such a precious time
A E D A
Oh he was a friend of mine
Asus4: x 0 2 2 3 0
(from Turn! Turn! Turn!, 1966. The Byrds also do a newer
verion, recorded in 1990 and on their box set)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)
