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