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Good bye my friend, its hard to die
Good bye my friend, its hard to die
But it looks like you are going in my pie
Goodbye to you, my trusted friend.
We've known each other since we're nine or ten.
Together we climbed hills or trees.
Learned of love and ABC's,
skinned our hearts and skinned our knees.
Goodbye my friend, it's hard to die,
But it looks like you are going in my pie,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Squirrel girls are everywhere.
When I see them You'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had chestnuts in the sun.
But the trees that we climbed
were just seasons out of time.
Goodbye, skwerl, please pray for me,
I am the black sheep of the family.
You tried to teach me right from wrong.
Too much wine and too much song,
wonder how I get along.
Goodbye, skwerl, it's hard to die
But it looks like you are going in my pie,
Now that the spring is in the air.
Squirrel children everywhere.
When I see them you'll be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had peanuts in the sun.
But the wine and the song,
like the seasons, all have gone.
Goodbye, skwerl, my little one.
You gave me love and helped me find the sun.
And every time that I was down
you would always come around
and get my feet back on the ground.
Goodbye, skwerl, it's hard to die
But it looks like you are going in my pie,
Now that the spring is in the air.
With the flowers ev'rywhere.
I whish that we could both be there.
We had joy, we had fun, we had pegging in the bum.
But the stars we could reach
were just starfishs on the beach
Good pie
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