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Dick Feller - 'Biff the Friendly Purple Bear'

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Uploaded on Jan 8, 2009

This is the only place on YouTube you can get this very hard to get 'tear jerker'. It was released 1973.
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Now I was a play horse you pulled with a string
On wheels where my legs should be
And he was the boy who pulled the toy
Around the tree house tree
For the longest time there was just us two
The boy and the horse that was me
Until the day the purple bear came to live in the tree house tree

Well it was early one spring
I was tied by my string
In a field of the make believe farm
When around the house the boy and the bear
Came marching arm in arm
'This is Biff', said the boy to me
'He's the friendly, purple bear'
And Biff stooped down and stroked my mane
With a paw of purple hair
'Biff has come to stay,' said the boy
'and pretend with me and you
And he can do anything that a boy and a toy
Believe purple bears can do'

And taking the cue, Biff bowed from the waist
Then leaped and clicked his heels
Then down to the ground with three somersaults
That ended in four cartwheels
He whirled and twirled and stood on his head
The boy giggled and slapped his side
And I laughed so hard that wooden tears
Rolled out of my painted eyes

So Biff came to stay in the tree house tree
And long days came without end
For the boy and the toy and the purple bear
And serious games of pretend

Like the cowboy game
Where the boy is Sheriff
And Biff is the bandit king
That always ended
With all the outlaws in the jail
By the long rope swing

And the great pony race
That lasted for days around the flower bed
Aah, that was a tough one
But lucky for us, I won by a wooden head

And the day we entered the pirate's cove
Beneath a bush on the alley side
Biff had a sword and a paper hat
And a patch across a purple eye

Well, there was always the danger
Of outlaws or Indians
Or creatures from outer space
And without the courage of the three of us
We might have lost the whole place

But we were bound by the code of the Musketeers
Such golden hours were shared
By the freckled face boy and the wooden horse toy
And Biff, the purple bear

But as summers passed the boy grew taller
And his voice took a strange new ring
And his visits were few to the tree house tree
And never to the long rope swing

Biff, the purple bear grew sad
As he climbed down the tree house tree
He shook his head
'I'm afraid,' he said
'He's forgotten you and me
It seems old wooden friend of mine
We've outlasted his boyhood years
And he turned and was gone across the lawn
In a trail of purple tears

Now I've been put to pasture in the old tree house
But at times I've seen from afar
A strange, tall boy who mows the lawn
And tinkers about his old car
But just today I looked past the house
And down the sidewalk I swear
Came a new little boy
With a wooden horse toy
Followed by a purple bear

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