John Hiatt The Night That Kenny Died Lyrics:
He was the kind of kid you
did not want to sit by
He kept his boogers in his
desk he wore a neck tie
And he never washed his hair
You wished he wasn't there

But everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that Kenny died

It was so touching all
the girls that would not
touch him
He drew their pictures
in his books I used to
watch him
And then he'd pick his nose
And wipe it on his clothes

But everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that Kenny died

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Died on a motorcycle
We never understood
That he was holdin' on tight
Through the middle of the night
Starin' at a [?]

It seemed so spooky that the
nerd we all detested
Would die so gloriously
and so unexpected
A wonderful guy God knows
They kept the casket closed

And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that Kenny died

And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that Kenny died

And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that Kenny died

And everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Everybody cried
The night that Kenny died
Lyrics: The Night That Kenny Died, John Hiatt [end]