Well my friends and I shared many
things And we rode together on Angels
wings And I didn't really care what
the future might bring
When I would listen to him Playing
and a singing When I was feeling down He'd
lift my spirits high And at the same
time His magic music made me cry And
then one day he just up and died
And I felt all alone as I stood screaming Well
I said, Buddy! What has happened Can
you hear me friend, Buddy! I didn't see
this coming round the bend Buddy! Is
this the way your story ends? Well you
rest easy And I'll carry on singing
Well now I stand alone And I play
my game Well he's gone away And he
didn't even know my name But I knew he
was a man of fame Well rest easy Jimi
And I'll carry on singing
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