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 Buddy Bradley: , ,

This is not a good day to call me

Because I cannot spare some sympathy

My own feeling is mostly unclear

And when I’m talking to you I’m not here

I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for you

But I’ll be trying to help you out too

So I went downstairs for a walk

But I had no strength to not taaaalk

Yes, you were the flatulent one

And I am the boar who has a gun

You ran into me with such force

Now all I can be is Buddy Bradley

And all of her friends have been approved by them

And all I can hear is people singing

Now two of a kind has come across my mind

Where forever more is painted on her door

Just cancel the sun it’s so ????

And bury the gravedigger’s son

No money can last for too long

Nobody could pay for this soooong

And all of her friends have been approved by them

And all I can hear is people singing

Now two of a kind has come across my mind

Where forever more is painted on her door

Yes, you were the flatulent one

And I am the boar who has a gun

You ran into me with such force

Now all I can be is Buddy Bradley

Just listen to this song for the strumming pattern.