(Roger Miller)
Old friends pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquet till it's dark, old friends, mhm, old friends.
Oh, old friends swapping lies of life and loves
Pitching popcorn to the doves, old friends, mhm, old friends.
Old friends looking up to watch the birds
Holdin' arms to climb a curb, old friends, mhm, old friends.
--- Instrumental ---
Old friends, Lord, when all my work is done
Bless my life and grant me one, old friend, just one old friend.
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