The Boy Called Bruce

 
On the 19th of October,
Near old St. Jerome,
A young man lay dying; all alone.
His reason for dying everyone knows,
Drugs, God drugs - how we all know.
He passed his young life all alone,
Without a place he could call a home.
Now he died in the year '73
But when we all told him,
He was to blind to see
How many more will pass this way
It isn't for me to say.
Yes, we all told him the same,
Stu, Stan and the rest are not to blame.
But he kept on taking it until the fatal end.
And now young people, listen good;
No matter how you twist or bend,
The use of drugs will always,
Finish with a bitter end!!!!


In Loving Memory of Bruce Jones

October 19, 1973

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Jim Boyd

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