Busby's Babes
I'll see you again my red devil friends
I'll hear you around my door
Touching my life like so many memories before
I was a child and so easily led
You were the leaders of men
Now I doubt in my life if this ever happens again
Oh how I cried when my mama said
Busby's babes son, they're dead
Oh how I remember that miserable day
When something was taken from me
Out on a snow covered runway in West
Germany
Writer/s: Ian Matthews
