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Traducción: Jose Alfredo Jimenez. Old Friends.
Old friends, old friends sat on their parkbench like bookends A newspaper blowin' through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes of the old
You seen the days when the roads were death, And the fires burned right to the brim, And the bike you rode to school now it rests, And your story begins
The moment that we met There was something so familiar I felt like I'd known you for a thousand years And there inside your eyes I saw a light that I'
A million times or more I thought about you The years, the tears, the laughter, things we used to do Our memories, that warm me like a sunny day You touched
How will we smile ever again? I'm asking you sincerely, my dear old friend What do you say, is there a way? My dear old friend How will we laugh just
I'm going to tell you about it here, I can't remember how old I was, When Mama said to me, If it makes you happy, son, Then be what you want to be. Now
Just when every ray of hope was gone I should have known that you would come along I can't believe, I ever doubted you My old friend the blues Another
Old friends, new friends Home with the family We'll be together at Christmas Snowflakes, sleighbells Bringing back memories We'll be together at
Where it started, can't even remember Just one day you were there Funny little girl in your tied-dyes and cut-offs Wondering who you were Well, I was
Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes of the high shoes Of the old
"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together" "I've got some real estate here in my bag" So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner pies
I am a citizen of the planet I was born here I'm going to die here Come what may I am entitled by my birth To the treasures of the earth No one must be
Someone told me It's all happening at the zoo I do believe it, I do believe it's true Well, it's a light and tumble journey From the East side to the
In my little town I grew up believing God keeps His eye on us all And He used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord, I recall my little
Old friends, old friends Sat on their park bench like bookends A newspaper blown through the grass Falls on the round toes Of the high shoes of the old
Chorus: Slip sliding away, slip sliding away You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away Whoah and I know a man, he came from
