"Friends Like These" lyrics

Tom Paxton, Cathy Fink & Marcy Marxer Lyrics

"Friends Like These"

Feels so good to be here
All these familiar faces
Sounds of music floating through the trees
Picnic on the blanket
Good food in the basket
Feels so good to be with friends like these
Friends like these

Friends like these are gonna be there
When you need 'em most of all
When the world has brought you to your knees
You might stumble, you might fall
But the greatest truth of all
Is you'll never be alone with friends like these
Friends like these

Here we are together
Out here in the woods
With the redbuds and the maples all around
Kids are picking berries
And life is looking good
And the children's laughter is my favorite sound
My favorite sound

Friends like these are gonna be there
When you need 'em most of all
When the world has brought you to your knees
You might stumble, you might fall
But the greatest truth of all
Is you'll never be alone with friends like these
Friends like these

We'll build a little fire
Just to chase away the chill
And the circle brings a song or two to mind
We sing another chorus
Play a fiddle tune or two
And we raise a glass to friends that are so fine
Friends so fine

Friends like these are gonna be there
When you need 'em most of all
When the world has brought you to your knees
You might stumble, you might fall
But the greatest truth of all
Is you'll never be alone with friends like these
Friends like these
No you'll never be alone with friends like these
Friends like these


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