19 and 51
I was born in Chicago
19 and 51
Yeah, my poppa told me
Son you had better get it done
My first friend went down
When he was seventeen years of age
Yeah, my first friend went down
When he was seventeen years of age
I've got one thing to say about that boy
He died brave
Now my second friend went down
When he was twenty-one years old
Yeah, my second friend went down
When he was twenty-one years old
I've got one thing to say about that boy
He died bold
Now the blues are alright
If there's someone left to play the game
Yeah, the blues are alright
If there's someone left to play the game
All my friends are gone
It just don't seem the same
Things aren't the same, baby
