D A D A D [Verse]D You'd have thought a king had died, The way those people criedG D Instead of one more broken entertainerD It struck those in his trade He could have had it madeG D If he'd only been a little sanerA They traveled far to see himD G Oh, the humble and the highD Bm F#m G They said goodbye as if he were a friendA Now somewhere he is smilingD G On those who idolized himD Bm A But would they even recognize himD If he came back again?D He was born of modest means But had outrageous dreamsG They never let him restD Till he fulfilled them While he rode that train of song His devils tagged alongG The whiskey and the pillsD Just couldn't kill himA He didn't mean to be a rebelD G Ah, the real ones never doD Bm F#m G They're born apart from ordinary menA And somewhere he is smilingD G On those who sanctified himA Bm A But would they even recognize himD If he came back again?A It's an old familiar storyD G But it's a damn shame none the lessBm They don't forgive his kindG A Till they lay them down to restA And somewhere he is smilingD G On those who idolized himA Bm A But would they even recognize himD If he came back again?D Oh, if he came back again
If He Came Back Again
The Highwaymen
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