Pick the version there's a million of friends you can choose Love your hand like it's your last And you will never lose You don't need to close your eyes just to meditate You just need some faith Call on me, I'll call on you When you were rope or flag Give a little takes a little time But they'll come back You don't need to see your god, only to behave You just need some faith Bucky came from the great white north Down to Tinseltown, for love of sports Seems to know with honesty, without scorn And she comes right to your door I believe in superstitions, I can rеdefine I don't care if fools won't listеn More for you and I Just because you close your eyes, it won't go away You just need some faith Then he came, from the old saint's mount Up to Tinseltown, to knock about Gives it up and all for free, never holding Like the wave that keeps on rolling Bucky came from the great white north Down to Tinseltown, for love of sports Seems to know with honesty, without scorn And she comes right to your door