Old Friends Lyrics by Roger Miller

Old Friends Lyrics

    Old friends, pitching pennies in the park
    Playing croquet 'til it's dark, old friends
    Mmm old friends, swapping lies of lives and loves
    Pitching popcorn to the doves, old friends

    Old friends, looking up to watch a bird
    Holding arms to climb a kerb, old friends
    Old friends, lord when all my work is done
    Bless my life and grant me one, old friend
    At least one, old friend

    Old friends, looking up to watch a bird
    Holding arms to climb a kerb, old friends
    Old friends, lord when all my work is done
    Bless my life and grant me one, old friend
    At least one, old friend

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