Passed him by a long time ago   But didn’t stop to pick him up that day even though he was late   We drove by      A year later my family moved, he moved to the same town far away   We became friends, smoked cigs, played ball together in all kinds of weather   We worked on our jump shot      Bucky little wing, you flew away      His name was Charles, he was my friend   We got along, but in the end   Bucky little wing, you flew away      It was tough being weak, while Bucky was strong   His daddy died in a car wreck   And I got sick of being pushed around   Standing my ground when Bucky had my back   Hiding in a bush and it’s okay      We started rolling with a different crew   Before I knew it we drifted to   Bucky little wing you flew away      Once some racist kids, this is what I heard, pushed him underneath a moving truck   It swerved but got his head on accident   They ran like devils in the night      Word was he died. I didn’t cry but oh, oh how I tried      Monday came and he did too, so he didn’t die   Just some violet bruises and one shut eye      Can’t believe that he survived, he was like a ghost after that day   But he was just so mighty you might say      His name was Charles, he was my friend   We got along but in the end   Bucky little wing you flew away   Bucky little wing you flew away                  (originally transcribed by CiroccoJones, edited by Asher, thesloth)