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Goodbye Dear Friend

Some roads that you take Some bonds we'll to break I swore I'd no long be the pallbearer


But I carried you to your bed So you could rest your head You were taking off a load,
heavy drinking


The world it carries on Your memories and our songs And your pictures on my wall,
are not forgotten
And the unmade bed you slept in  Where I laid you down to rest in

one last time


Goodbye,
dear friend,



Heather Ashley Chase