He could take and sing a heart songs And twist every heartache out And the way he walked out on the stage Made folks scream and shout And he had a way with the women And could put away the wine I sure miss that singing friend of mine I can hear him singing now He could sure sing a good memory When he'd sing about the gra** of home I'd always cry I sure miss that singing friend of mine He loved fast cars and night life He seemed to thrive on danger He had to fight most all his life So he was quick to anger But when he'd sing a country song He face would light with a smile And I sure miss that singing friend of mine From a show in Kansas City I guess he was Nashville bound The radio playing softly The Bottle Let Me Down And somehow he missed that big curve And a giant looked down in time I sure miss that singing friend of mine I can hear him singing now...