passing by the graveyard (song for john b.)

the boy was genius

when he played the guitar

he lost control of it

and took it too far

until one rainy night

he never came home

she waited in the front yard

standing all alone

all alone

standing all alone

he was a fool

he overplayed his role

he couldn't stop

he had to go man go

he loved his whiskey

and he loved his cocaine

but he really loved that girl

and he'll never see her again

passing by the graveyard

it's lonely and it's so hard

she never really goes far

she's standing at the graveyard

she knew the cop

she knew the doctor

too

they tried to save him

there was nothing they could do

don't waste your life away

like my long-lost friend

what happened to him

can always happen again

yes it can

you never have to go far

it's lonely and it's so hard

when you're thinking 'bout the graveyard

when the cold wind blows

and it sweeps across her shoulder

yeah

yeah

now the whole world knows

she'll never let him go

she just can't let him go

buried him deep

in a piano box

made sure he was lying

with the lid facing up

it's cold and lonely

and the wind sings his song

remember him

when you're passing along

passing by the graveyard

it's lonely and it's so hard

never have to go far

thinking 'bout the graveyard

passing by the graveyard

it's lonely and it's so hard

never have to go far

when you're passing by the graveyard

sing it one more time

sing it one more

by the graveyard