Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
His killing had no purpose
No reason or rhyme
He was a friend of mine
He was in Dallas town
He was in Dallas town
From a sixth-floor window
A gunner shot him down
He died in Dallas town
He never knew my name
He never knew my name
And though I never met him
I knew him just the same
He was a friend of mine
The leader of a nation
For such a precious time
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine