We fought the same battles
we chewed the same dirt
we were from different mothers
but it doesn't change the hurt
he had a radio voice
that made him sound bigger than life
He helped his family
took care of his late brothers wife
He worked his whole life
till he had nothing left to give
He was a good man
my good buddy Jim!
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