My Buddy

My Buddy - Henry Burr/The Peerless Quartet

Life is a book that we study

Some of it's leaves bring a sigh

There it was written my buddy

That we must part you and I

Nights are long since you went away

I think about you all through the day

My buddy my buddy

Nobody quite so true

Miss your voice the touch of your hand

Just long to know that you understand

My buddy my buddy

Your buddy misses you

Buddies through all the gay days

Buddies when something went wrong

I wait alone through the gray days

Missing your smile and your song

Nights are long since you went away

I think about you all through the day

My buddy my buddy

No buddy quite so true

Miss your voice

The touch of your hand

Just long to know that you understand

My buddy my buddy

Your buddy misses you