My Buddy

Nights are long

Since you went away

I think of you

All through the lonely days

My buddy

My buddy

Nobody's quite so true

I miss your voice

Miss the touch of your hand

I miss the way

Your eyes saw things upon the land

Oh, buddy

Oh, buddy

Your buddy's missing you

They tell me that life's a book to study

With lessons to find

Well, ours was written

Every part, you and I

But buddies through the good days

And pals if things would fall

It's just the gray days

I miss you most of all

Buddy

Oh, buddy

Your buddy's sure missing you

Yes, sir, they say

That it must be in his plan

So I'll quack like a good boy

Say I understand

But buddy

Your buddy

Will always have the blues

Oh, buddy

Your buddy

Your buddy's missing you