Well my life is filled with songs
But I just could not get along without my friends
And I'm happy now, but when this good life ends
I know a better life begins
And love to you sir Stonehill
Armed with your axe full gallop on your amp
You're crazy and you know it
But I love you as we both crawl toward the lamp
With Clapton on guitar, and Charlie on the drums
McCartney on the Hoffner bass with blisters on his
Thumbs
Dear Bobby watch your fears all hide
And disappear while love inside starts growing
You're older but less colder
Than the jokes and folks you spent your childhood
Snowing
And someone died for all your friends
But even better yet, he lives again
And if this song does not make sense to you
I hope His spirit slips on through, He loves you