Sing a song on friday night, drink a little beer, wishing that suzanne were here.
a face like a summers sky, an angel would have choose Suzanne like nobody knows
Suzanne, going down the road, carrying everybody’s load
Suzanne, i can see your smile, won’t you stop and talk to me a while
every day when the morning sun comes up to shine I remember Suzanne once was mine
she used to say to me better walk the line sad songs will get you every time