(Lyle Lovett)

Old friend

All the stories to tell

Old friend

Could you bid me farewell

Old friend

It might be easy for another man to see



Old foe

All the pain and the scars

Old foe

Could you lay down your arms

Old foe

It might be easy for another man to see



Put your head down on my pillow

Put your hand on me and hold on

Hold on



Put your head down on my pillow

Put your hand on me and hold on

Hold on



Old friend

Old friend

Old friend

It might be easy for another man to see

But I think you still look a lot like me