Friend of Mine

Spring and summer waited for the creek to rise
Cotton mouth and morning glory took their time
We would shoot the shit all day and half the night
Never hear a thing but man, it felt alright
Believing we could figure something
Make it come when we would call
Before we knew the universe just wants to laugh
I was just hoping you’d still be a friend of mine
I was just hoping you’d still be a friend of mine
Never since have seasons seemed to stay so long
Now they’ll come and go like old Top 40 songs
I do the dishes, dump the trash and meet the night
With twenty dollars cash to sew the world up tight
Spitting on the steps outside
The funeral home, then stroll on by
Chicken-shit but talking like a real tough guy
And I’m just hoping you’ll still be a friend of mine
I’m just hoping you’ll still be a friend of mine
I’m just hoping you’ll still be
I’m just hoping you’ll still be
I’m just hoping you’ll still be a friend of mine