This is my entry for Helen Vahdati‘s Song Lyric Sunday this week the prompt is a song about friends.
I thought about this one long and hard. I have used this song before but it is so perfect. It has special memories hidden it for me. I love the words, I love the tune.
As old fashioned and dated as it is, it means a lot to me. Apart from that to me it describes friendship to me perfectly. Friends by Arrival.
I had a friend who had friends by a river They too had friends who had friends of their own All seated round takin’ port after dinner, Port that was bought by the friends that were known No one ever seems to care Just as long as they were there Friends beside you Friends to guide you Friends beside you, everywhere There’s nothing new, it’s all there to remind you It’s no different anyway you recall You only wait around and float on every corner And know you’re in luck ‘Cause you know them more No one ever seems to care Just as long as you are there Friends beside you ( beside you) There to guide you (to guide you) Friends beside you (beside you) Everywhere (everywhere) We all have friends who have friends by a river We too have friends who have friends of their own All seated round drinkin’ port after dinner Port that is bought by the friends for their own No one ever seems to care Just as long as you are there Friends beside you Friends to guide you Friends beside you to stay Friends beside you (you need) Friends to guide you (you know you need) Friends beside you (you need) Friends to guide you (you really need) Friends beside you (you need) Friends to guide you (you need) Friends beside.
Whilst the talk is of holidays and busy motorways, airports etc fills the TV and radio news my heart is heavy with the knowledge that I don’t stand much chance of escaping from the day to day. I will have to remain here!!
Daughter has flown off to Spain with her husband. Eldest son and his wife are in Sri Lanka and second son will shortly be off to the Edinburgh festival with his Family.
at this very moment I am enduring endless Irish Folk music as my Husband delves into his ancient collection of discs and tapes which remind him of days gone by. ‘It’s a long way to Tipperary’ A song allegedly written for a 5 shilling bet in Staleybridge and taken up as a marching song by British Troops in the First World War.
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