How Can I Tell You

There was a time when you carried my load how would I ever repay over that distant and troubled road I was too weak to say I have nothing to give you but, my friendship is yours for life you smiled at me, told me not to worry that was yours to do you quieted me in much of a hurry you'd be back in a day or two I waited beside that dusty road wondered why you'd return to this trouble then, I saw you coming over the hill worries floated away like bubbles There were booms of the canons explosions from bombs and through it all you ran carrying me with a broken leg if ever there was a man who deserved something better than what I could give my soul would be yours my wonderful friend... How can I tell you or show my thanks - it will be yours 'til the end....>