Once I knew a Man
Who always Had A Smile

A Man Who Befriended Me
And Made Me Feel Worthwhile

I Considered It an Honor
To Know This Special Man

A Man Who Always Had A Joke
And Always Lent a Hand

It Was By Chance Or Maybe Fate
That He Became My Friend

Our Friendship Though, Before It's Time
Has Met A Tragic End

His Time On Earth Was Far Too Short
I Have No Answer Why

But In My Heart I Know He Drives
That Engine in the Sky

I'll miss my friend, I'll hurt Inside
His Memory I Will Save

The Fire Bell Will Toll For Him
And Everything He Gave

His Turnout Boots Are Empty Now
My Friend Has Gone To Heaven

And I Thank God For Giving Me
A Friend Who's Name Was Kevin

By Greg Jones
5/1/98

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