Lyrics

Old Friend

Old friend, where are you going?
Old friend, I'll go there with you
We'll take our time and leave for sunshine

Old friend, the leaves are a turning
Old friend, let's go back in time
to see our kids when they were children

Sad are the leaves that fall from the trees
to soon.

Old friend, nothing will change things.
Old friend, let go of the string.
As in your dreams use your wings
Use your wings
Your wings

Words and Music by Gary Browe
(c) 2022, Gary Browe, All Rights Reserved
garybrowe.com

MUSICIANS
Gary Browe – Acoustic Guitar & Vocals
David Roof – Bass, Piano, & Trumpet