VERY VERY BEST FRIEND

WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY OF SEVEN
MY BEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD WAS KEVIN
WE DID EVERYTHING,I MEAN EVERYTHING,TOGETHER:
TOGETHER WHATEVER THE WEATHER.
CONKERS,PICNICS,COMICS,PIGGY-BACKING,
CYCLING,A TREE HOUSE IN THE SUMMER,
PLANE-SPOTTING,MAKING PLANS.
HE WANTED TO BE A BUS DRIVER
AND DRIVE BUSES ALL OVER OUR TOWN
BUT WHEN HE WAS AGED ELEVEN
HOW WAS HE TO KNOW HE WAS GOING TO DROWN
SKINNY-DIPPING IN A FORBIDDEN LAKE
I KEPT HIS FAVOURITE SHIRT AS A KEEPSAKE
NOW I'M AN OLD MAN OF EIGHTY THREE
THERE ISN'T MUCH LIFE LEFT IN POOR OLD ME
A WORLD WAR,DIVORCE,REDUNDANCY,PRISON,
THAT WASN'T IN OUR PLANS WHEN WE WERE ELEVEN
BUT WHEN I DIE,I HOPE TO GO TO HEAVEN
BECAUSE I'LL STILL RECOGNISE KEVIN
IF THERE'S A BUS STOP THERE,I'LL WAIT
FOR EVER AND EVER JUST TO SEE MY BEST EVER MATE
AND IF AN UNDERAGE BUS DRIVER TRUNDLES HIS BUS ACROSS THE TRACK
HE PROBABLY WON'T RECOGNISE ME
A DODDERY OLD MAN OF EIGHTY THREE
BUT HE'LL KNOW MW WHEN I GIVE HIM HIS SHORT BACK