Harry was my friend
Always dependable and kind.
People never really understood him
People never really cared,
Yet he was always there.

Monday he came to an end
Only it is hard to define.
The only thing I can say to them
Harry is dead from a gunshot, Vietnam.
Even then he was there.

Remember I was his friend
Summer we met, it was 1959.
Dead from a gunshot, Vietnam
Always there on time.

Yes, he was there.

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