Capo 4


Intro: F7M C7M F7M C7M

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 Old   Friends. Old   Friends. Sat on their park bench like bookends.
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A newspaper blown through the grass falls on the round toes of the
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high shoes of the Old Friends.

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 Old   Friends. Winter companions the old   men. Lost in their
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overcoats waiting for the sunset. The sounds of the city, sifting
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through trees, settle like dust on the shoulder of the Old Friends.

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 Can you imagine us years from today, sharing a park bench quietly?
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How terribly strange to be seventy.

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 Old   Friends. Memory brushes the same  years. Silently sharing the
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same fears.