How you been? | |
It would be so nice to see you,my old friend | |
What’s been going on? | |
Are you still singing that same old song? | |
Has your days been treating you well? | |
Are the nights still cold as hell? | |
It would be so niceto hear from you again | |
My old friend | |
I hear all the old folks are gone, | |
I guess we’re the ones now | |
That’s the way it goes, those crowded days are behind us now | |
May your backside catch the wind | |
May you have many more days to spend | |
I could see you again,my old friend | |
We always knew those days would forever last | |
And all those friends we had would never pass | |
But they did and the numbers grow small | |
For a time we had it all | |
Like to see you again sometime | |
I’ll try to call, my old friend | |
May your backside catch the wind | |
May you have many more days to spend | |
I could see you again,my old friend |
How you been? | |
It would be so nice to see you, my old friend | |
What' s been going on? | |
Are you still singing that same old song? | |
Has your days been treating you well? | |
Are the nights still cold as hell? | |
It would be so niceto hear from you again | |
My old friend | |
I hear all the old folks are gone, | |
I guess we' re the ones now | |
That' s the way it goes, those crowded days are behind us now | |
May your backside catch the wind | |
May you have many more days to spend | |
I could see you again, my old friend | |
We always knew those days would forever last | |
And all those friends we had would never pass | |
But they did and the numbers grow small | |
For a time we had it all | |
Like to see you again sometime | |
I' ll try to call, my old friend | |
May your backside catch the wind | |
May you have many more days to spend | |
I could see you again, my old friend |
How you been? | |
It would be so nice to see you, my old friend | |
What' s been going on? | |
Are you still singing that same old song? | |
Has your days been treating you well? | |
Are the nights still cold as hell? | |
It would be so niceto hear from you again | |
My old friend | |
I hear all the old folks are gone, | |
I guess we' re the ones now | |
That' s the way it goes, those crowded days are behind us now | |
May your backside catch the wind | |
May you have many more days to spend | |
I could see you again, my old friend | |
We always knew those days would forever last | |
And all those friends we had would never pass | |
But they did and the numbers grow small | |
For a time we had it all | |
Like to see you again sometime | |
I' ll try to call, my old friend | |
May your backside catch the wind | |
May you have many more days to spend | |
I could see you again, my old friend |