Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend   And rode with you, and the sun dance kid   We'd laugh awhile and we'd smile a bit   'Cause crimes like ours aren't counterfeit      They say, you never even killed a man   Till it came right down to your final stand      Bullets flyin' and the wounded cryin'   And your buddy, he's goin' down   Get lower and the feelin's show   And you gave off the final sound      'Cause a soldiers death is so much better   Than defeat just hangin' around   Defeat just hangin' around   Defeat just hangin' around   Defeat just hangin' around      Butch Cassidy, I could've been your friend