Oh my, my mind is fading in and out and I'm feeling sick. I'm feeling like I'm forgetting things that just a week or so ago I could remember so clearly, strange changes, strange times. The thing is to remember, remember the past, remember my friends, remember what has been that way I won't forget and if I ever get the chance I may just be able to find my way back home before the separation becomes too great.
Think, think, how can I remember, think, think. George, George, images of George, imprint on my memory, imprint George. Come on think.
George my good friend, weepy old eye,
Kissed us girls and made some cry
When the boys came out to play
George my friend he ran my way
Think, think, how can I remember, think, think. George, George, images of George, imprint on my memory, imprint George. Come on think.
George my good friend, weepy old eye,
Kissed us girls and made some cry
When the boys came out to play
George my friend he ran my way
