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 then 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