John Hiatt - My Old Friend Lyrics
I thought we were gonna make that bridge, what did I knowMe and my expectations was always high"Like a Rolling Stone" is playing on the radioIt made you cryBut we got byCHORUS:My old friendYou make me feel young againMy old friendYou're just as pretty as you were back thenA Corvair with no floorboards, a Gibson HummingbirdDriving south to the mouth of the riversongPatchouli oil and motor oilAnd you knew all the wordsNow you're looking fineIn a hook-up lineCHORUSBRIDGE:You've got kids, I've got kidsAnd they all want to knowJust what is what like when we were youngI tell them I'm no different nowJust late for the showSo grab your "Aqualung"The loading has begunCHORUSMy old friendMy old friendMy old friend