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Buddies, Pals, and Friends
I’ve had a lot of buddies
	and I’ve had my share of pals.
Most of them were men folk
	and some were even gals.
But the ones I put most store in,
	are the ones I call my friends.
Cause pals and buddies will drift away
	but friendship never ends.
A pal will use your money
	till your moneys all run out
then walk away and leave you
	there’s very little doubt.
A buddy, he’s a different sort
	he’ll stick to you like glue.
As long as things are looking up
	and he’s got nothing else to do.
A friend won’t leave if you get down
	In fact, he’ll lend a hand.
He’ll help you every night and day
	when you get in a jam.
He never asks just why you do
	the stupid things you do.
He just straightens up your mess again
	and stays faithful through and through.
he won’t talk behind your back 
	or stab and twist the knife.
You can trust him with your pocketbook
	or even with your wife.
Your kids think he’s the greatest thing
	since pockets on a shirt.
He’ll never ever lie to you
	even if it hurts.
Friends you see, will be there
	after Pals and Buddies have all left town
Cause a Friend’s a Friend forever,
	he’ll never let you down.
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