Big Louis Steven in YouTubes and Other Delights

  • April 27, 2014, 3:13 a.m.
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Life is a book that we study
Some of it's leaves bring a sigh
There it was written by my buddy
That we must part, you and I

Nights are long since you went away
And I think about you all through the day
My buddy, my buddy
Nobody quite so true

I miss your voice, touch of your hand
I long to know that you understand
My buddy, my buddy
Your buddy misses you

Your buddy misses you
I miss your voice, the touch of your hand
And I long to know that you understand
My buddy, my buddy
Your buddy misses you
My buddy


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