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Corrido Por Buddy Lyrics

Oh, listen, my dear friends
And, I'll tell you a story about someone
I barely knew at all
He was a friend of my friends
And they told me about him,
How he had nothin' to break his fall
He had that bad religion in his blood
The kind that brings you down, and,
Can never lift you up

He was a beautiful young man, on the streets of Austin
He was a ghost face junkie on the streets of New Orleans
I could barely recognize him when I saw him
He had to look me in the face
And, say my name before I knew it was him
Oh, Buddy, I wish I'd been a better friend
What if they only gave you love when you lacked?
It's bound to really rip you up inside
Plus, enter a person into that horrible math
That leaves a b***** aftermath
Everything minus one is everything

He treated me with what I consider kindness
When I crawled off to sleep in my car,
He was worried about me
We paid our respects to the moon on the outskirts of Austin
I'm sorry to say, I was too shy
To stay in touch with him
Oh, Buddy, I wish I'd been a better friend
And, I wonder what it takes
Just to save one little life?
It could've almost made it back to the shore
When I was really down, there were three little words
From a couple of good people
That kept me holdin' on

Oh, Buddy, I'll never get a chance again
Oh, Buddy, I wish I'd been a better friend

Oh, Buddy, I'll never get a chance again
Oh, Buddy, I wish I'd been a better friend
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