He had a Martin I had a Fender We were thirteen years of age Out back in the tool shed We were searching for the sound Every day all through the summer We'd rock n roll n rage All the neighbors kept complaining But it never slowed us down We sang three verses of Dixie Can't Get No Satisfaction Rainy Day Woman and A Bad Moon On The Rise Try A Little Tenderness A Whiter Shade Of Pale Turn Turn Turn For What It's Worth And Long Black Veil We moved out to California Shooting for the stars The biggest thing since Elvis Nothing could go wrong But they took us for all our money And everything else we owned So we got ourselves some whiskey And we drank it all night long We sang three verses of Dixie Can't Get No Satisfaction Rainy Day Woman and A Bad Moon On The Rise Try A Little Tenderness A Whiter Shade Of Pale Turn Turn Turn For What It's Worth And Long Black Veil Oh he never quite got over it And we went our separate ways He traded in his music For cocaine nights and reckless days Still I knew he always wanted To make one last journey home Near a small white church in the valley Beneath a wooden ridge Patiently we waited on the cold Alabama ground And the preacher he started preachin About our life and about out times The sun was slowly sinkin As we laid his body down And we sang three verses of Dixie What A Friend We Have In Jesus Walk In The Garden and The Old Rugged Cross Try A Little Tenderness A Whiter Shade Of Pale Turn Turn Turn For What It's Worth And Long Black Veil