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