I thought of an old friend
He took to travelin' when
And I stayed at home with the family
A collector of dreams was my old friend
He talked about the times yet to come
Been there since I turned 21
The river keeps rollin' past
I'd love to roll with it,
The days roll by like the logs at the river
And I know I ain't gettin' no younger
We were kids growin' up in the
He was my friend and my equal
We grew up in the usual fashion
Never wanting to grow up at all
The river keeps rolling past
I'd love to roll with it,
Days roll by like the logs at the river
I don't often think of my old friend
Lord, I can't go on this way I'm
getting old and I don't feel so good
Have I just been wasting my time?
Tell you right, tell you right
Have I just been wasting my time?
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