The House of the Rising Sun was blaring out of radios
The night I got out of my mind drunk at the beach
And dove into dangerous shark interested waters.
My beer muscles maxed up more than my sense.
And I felt invincible, even to man eating sharks.
A killer shark almost got me, suffered a single bite,
Before a friend pulled me out of danger and I got away.
But my friend lost his life to that blood-crazed shark
Because of drunk and stupid me on that deadly night.
Now I go to the ocean where my friend lost his life.
I say a thousand I’m sorrys to him in the depths.
I wipe hundreds of tears from my reddened eyes,
But I can’t wipe away the if onlys and the endless guilt.
Bob Boyd