Оригинален текст
Old friends pitching pennies in the park
Playing croquet till it's dark old friends
Mhm old friends swapping lies of life and loves
Pitching popcorn to the doves old friends mhm
guitar
Old friends looking up to watch the birds holding arms to climb a curb
Old friends oh old friends
Old friends Lord when all my work is done bless my life and grant me one
Oold friend at least one old friend
sax
Old friends looking at the whites...
