Tabbed By Larry Mofle Spoken: Gordon Scott Ruthorford, May 30th, 1968 - January 7th, 2003 We did it man and this one's for you, We really miss ya... 3 times It's a dead end on an eight mile road It's a shot rings out in the dark It's like the sharp side of a stinging sword It's kind of like a broken heart And it's smoking the days last cigarette It's a one lone candle glow It's the old man that you walk right past Didn't stop to say hello Didn't stop to say hello Fiddle It's like a young baby scared and crying Reaching out for momma to hold It's like living each day for your dreams No fears of growing old It's like a cool crisp ocean breeze One that's always there to remind you Of that one true love that got away That one brings you to your knees Drops you right down to your knees Fiddle It's the friend that up and left you When you weren't ready for him to leave And it's the wife that just shakes all night All she can do is scream And it's 1968 And you left us in 03 Never gave us a chance to say goodbye Never thought that you'd have to leave Never thought that you'd have to leave Why did you have to leave Fiddle outro