• Your father died when you were two
    But i'm grateful god didn't take you
    So I could have somebody to play with
    And talk to, and have fun, and stay with
    Your sweet, caring, and sensitive too
    And a nice gentleman your mom raised
    Your kind, smart, and very funny
    But to me you'll always be cunning
    Your my best friend
    And may death do us part
    Until then
    You'll always be inside my heart