| Look up in the sky, up towards the north |
| There are three new stars, brightly shining forth |
| They’re shining oh-so bright from heaven above |
| Gee, we’re gonna miss you, everybody sends their love |
| Ritchie, you were just starting to realise your dreams |
| Everyone calls me a kid, but you were only seventeen |
| Now Almighty God has called you, from oh-so far away |
| Maybe it’s to save some boy or girl |
| Who might have gone astray |
| And with your star shining through the dark and lonely night |
| To light the path and show the way, the way that’s right |
| Gee, we’re gonna miss you, everybody sends their love |
| Buddy, I can still see you, with that shy grin on your face |
| Seems like your hair was always a little messed up And kinda outa place |
| Now, not many people actually knew you or Understood how you felt |
| But just a song, just a song from you |
| Could make the coldest heart melt |
| Well you’re singing for God now, in his chorus in the sky |
| Buddy Holly, I’ll always remember you with tears in my eyes |
| Gee, we’re gonna miss you, everybody sends their love |
| I see a stout man, the Big Bopper’s your name |
| God called you to heaven, maybe for new fortune and fame |
| Keep wearing that big Stetson hat and ramble up to the mike |
| And don’t forget those wonderful words, you know what I like |
| Look up in the sky, up towards the north |
| There are three new stars, brightly shining forth |
| They' re shining oh—so bright from heaven above |
| Gee, we’re gonna miss you, everybody sends their love |