He  was a friend of mine
A E         D        A   Asus4 A  Asus4 A
He  was a friend of mine
      A              F#m         D         E
His killing has no purpose, no reason or rhyme
A E         D       A   Asus 4 A  Asus4 A
He was a friend of mine

He was in Dallas town
He was in Dallas town
>From a sixth floor window a gunner shot him down
He died in Dallas town

He never knew my name
He never knew my name
Though I never met him, I knew him just the same
Oh he was a friend of mine

      A           F#m       D                E
The leader of a nation for such a precious time
   A E        D        A
Oh he was a friend of mine


Asus4: x 0 2 2 3 0


(from Turn! Turn! Turn!, 1966.  The Byrds also do a newer
verion, recorded in 1990 and on their box set)
(sent by Harlan at harlant@hawaii.edu)