Hey, Old Friend, come and sit for a spell,
tell you what we'll do,
you can cry and I won't tell
what we've all been through.
Everybody calls me,
nobody knows my real name,
thank you, ma'am, I'm just diggin' clams
preacher tells me maybe
the only one to save us,
but he's got nine acres in Las Vegas.
Settle back, 'cause we got time,
Friend, you're not alone,
I know the street can make your mind
be a long time gone.
Oh, everybody calls me,
nobody knows my real name,
thank you, ma'am, just a'diggin' clams
Ya aint seen nothin yet,
that's what everybody's sayin',
oh, I believe it, but I'm still prayin'.
Oh, ain't nobody gets to be the boss
unless you let them,
that's the deal and a here's for real.
There's a shadow on the ground,
sun must still be there,
no one's lost and can't be found
by someone somewhere,
by someone somewhere,
I will still be there
Hey, Old Friend, come and sit for a spell,
tell you what we'll do,
you can cry and I won't tell
what we've all been through,
what we've all been through,
what we've all been through,
what we've all been through,
what we've all been through.

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