my friend billy

i had dog called billy he meant the world to me
had him from a puppy when i was only three
he was my best friend he was always there
him and i together we went every where

roaming through the hills and the valleys to
playing with his ball  he aways loved to do
he would chase the rabbits beneath the summer sun
running all around having so much fun

as the years passed boy billy sadly died
it tore the heart in me i just cried and cried
i had lost my friend that grew up with me
all those years ago when i was only three

now billy is in heaven watching over me
one i day i will join him together we will be
doing all the things that we used to do
roaming hills and valleys in the sky so blue