We have laughed and joked until the small hours of the morn
and raised a glass or two in from the storm.
So here's to you and me and all the times we've known.
The memories could keep a cold soul warm.
So long my friend until we meet again
and maybe till then might not be so long
but no matter when it will be good to see you then
and talk about the way the time has gone.
The road that I travel when I leave your door
might go some places I've not been before
but no matter how that road might have to bend
someday it will bring me back here again.
So long my friend...
The frost left its fingerprints on your window pane
to let you know that it was here again
and me, when I go, I leave behind a song
so you can tell I've been here when I'm gone.
So long my friend...
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Lyrics submitted by Dave Elder.