Maybe youve heard, your ole buddys gone crazy
Searching for words, too deep, sweet reason and rhyme
Living alone, more and more and hes prone to be lazy
Turning to stone, blasted and blind.
Chorus:
Dont turn away there, hey, goddamn you, he was your brother
Turn on your father, sister, mother, brother
He was your friend.
Dont you condemn him, leave it to strangers
You ought to know him, give him a hand, if you can
But at least for jesus christs sake, understand him.
Maybe youve heard that they say that the ladys been changing
Day after day, more than her mind
Learning to play, where the part has her turning to strangers
Going too far, line after line.
Chorus:
Dont turn away there - hey - goddamn you, you used to love her
Turn on your father, sister, mother, mister
She was your friend.
Dont you condemn her, leave it to strangers
You ought to know her, give her a hand, if you can
But at least for jesus christs sake, understand her.