Growing up we were 10 kids sharing games
Each day we would meet at the field
Today it would be considered a building lot
A baseball game was played on the spot
Ronnie he cried alot--boys were picking on him
Still no one would have guessed he was gay
I read it in the obituaries one day--died of aids
Al was very handsome a ladies man
I read it in the obituaries one day
They said he drank too much smoked cigarettes
Who'd a thought--He died of a heart attack at thirty nine
Susan was that girl every guy had a crush on
She was the first girl to have--she blossomed early
Read it in the obituary one day--died of breast Cancer
Howard was the first to die--he was only eighteen
One Halloween night he was driving home from work
Two trick or treaters ran in front of his car
It wasn't Howard's fault--he did all he could to stop
He committed suicide one day to rid himself of the pain
Sandra they said was drunk coming home from the tavern
She left behind four children and her second husband that day
Someone said i should stop reading the obituaries every day