I sit here wondering what I have to say
What I have to say, to make him not go away
We all loved him with all our hearts
We dreaded the time that we would have to part
But now he has to go
Say it aint so…say it aint so…
All those memories, the good, the bad
Those memories will now make us sad
He was kind, gentle, loving
Really something
Sorry, I have to go…I'll write the rest later