The Ballad of Arlo Jones

And this is the ballad of Arlo Jones
He's someone you'd never think to talk about
And this is the ballad of Arlo now
He talked so loud
He got iron around his mouth
He was wild, he was wild
He was wild, he was wild

One, he was my friend
Two, took a bullet to the head
Three, he was my friend! Four, he was

Oh, where is Arlo now?
He's down so low that he cannot move around
Oh, but where was Arlo then?
He was drunk, he was a fuck, he was my friend
He was wild, he was wild
He was wild, he was wild he was

One, he was my friend
Two, took a bullet to the head
Three, he was my friend!
Four, oh, where is Arlo now?
Five, he was my friend
Six, he got iron 'round his mouth
Seven, he was my friend!
Eight, now he cannot move around
Nine, he was my friend

Oh, ten, ten, ten oh, ten, ten, ten
Oh, ten, ten, ten! Oh, ten, ten, ten!