| Life is a book that we study
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| Some of it’s leaves bring a sigh
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| There it was written by my buddy
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| That we must part, you and I
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| Nights are long since you went away
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| And I think about you all through the day
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| My buddy, my buddy
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| Nobody quite so true
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| I miss your voice, touch of your hand
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| I long to know that you understand
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| My buddy, my buddy
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| Your buddy misses you
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| Your buddy misses you
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| I miss your voice, the touch of your hand
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| And I long to know that you understand
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| My buddy, my buddy
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| Your buddy misses you
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| My buddy |