There was blood and glass all
over
And there was nobody there
but me
As the rain tumbled down hard
and cold
I seen a young man lying by
the side of the road
He cried Mister, won't you
help me please
An ambulance finally came and
took him to Riverside
I watched as they drove him
away
And I thought of a girlfriend
or a young wife
And a state trooper knocking
in the middle of the night
To say your baby died in a
wreck on the highway
Sometimes I sit up in the darkness
And I watch my baby as she
sleeps
Then I climb in bed and I
hold her tight
I just lay there awake in
the middle of the night
Thinking 'bout the wreck on
the highway
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