Old Friends, Old Times

 

I had a best friend when I was a kid

We always got in trouble for the fun things we did

Stealin' Coke bottles to sell for a dime

The last time I saw him, he was still doing time

 

I knew this guy from the town up the road

We always got off on the songs that he wrote

He went to the city, he said to make it big

The last time I saw him was in "Time" magazine

 

I knew this actor when I was at school

He'd dress like Valentino and would dance in his room

Confusing his own mind with those Hollywood lies

The last time I saw him he had stars in his eyes

 

I had a partner when I lived on Barrone

We'd play Dixieland sometimes until dawn

He was the funniest human that I ever have known

But he left for the west coast with his case and trombone

 

Old Friends, Old Times

Life has a way of dividing these ties

We're caught in a traffic, it's push, shove and rush

But sometimes I wish it was still all of us

 

When I was eighteen, I fell in love

But somehow I lost her, guess that we were too young

She married a painter from somewhere in the north

Long after the last time that I saw her of course

 

Now if all of these moments could be trapped in a glass

Like trains in a tunnel, they would pass in a flash

There's so much competition and my life's on the line

So I have to turn back Babe from time unto time

 

Old Friends, Old Times

Life has a way of dividing these ties

We're caught in a traffic, it's push, shove and rush

But sometimes I wish it was still all of us

 

©2000 Patrick Weathers / BMI

 

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