Intro: My friend david was a good kid He had my back i always knew he did And he was different than most, and maybe i was too And hanging out with the in crowd just wasn't our thang 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 hundreds days in the corps And i got back nothin 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 wrap 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 and slow him down He didn't know that 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 didn't know if he'd 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 ( ) 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 didn't know if he'd 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 Ain't it the times