I found
your
old schoolbook's little suite
In a battered, blow -bite school case
In the rubbish by the road
They'd been round since fifty -four
In a wardrobe or a drawer
But they weren't needed anymore
Little
Susie, oh little
Susie
Wrote a mountain star
Little
Susie, I wonder where you are
Little
Susie
Moore, the forty years have passed
But you're gonna make yourself a new friend,
little
Susie
I can tell you were a sweet one, little
Susie
Your stories made me chuckle
as I turned each
yellow page
And the pride in every
line stood the test
of time
And now your books are mine,
Little
Susie
Oh,
Little
Susie, wrote a mountain star
Little
Susie, I wonder where you are
Little
Susie
Moore, the forty years have passed
Bet you're gonna make
yourself a new friend, little
Susie
I have children of my own, little
Susie
And I put your books with their books in
Now battered globe -eyed case
And you never know just when
Someone may just chance on them
You'll weave your magic once again
Little
Susie, oh little
Susie
Wrote a mountain star
Little
Susie, I wonder where you are
Little
Susie
Moore, forty years have passed
But you've gone and made
yourself a new friend
You've made yourself a new friend
Yeah, you and me are friends now,
little