Abe Wassenstein

He lived on a rock
But you know he died upon a road
You know he died on a roll

I sit and stare
I say a prayer
It's a kind of, it's a kind of prayer
For a friend of mine

He was a friend
You know he was a friend
He was a friend, friend of mine

When I sit and stare
Say a kind of prayer
Say song for a friend of mine

'Cause he was, he was a friend of mine, yes
Oh yes, he was, his name is Abe Wassenstein

But I sit and stare
And I say a kind of prayer
Say a prayer for Abe Wassenstein

Will I sit and stare
I say a kind of prayer
Saying a kind of prayer for Abe Wassenstein

That kid's got the blues, yeah
Abe Wassenstein