The Friendly Way
There wasn’t a friend I ever had
that wasn’t up to much
that wasn’t up to much
and there wasn’t a lover
who ever saw a friendlier way to touch
who ever saw a friendlier way to touch
and there wasn’t a dancer
or singer
or a stranger to the stage
who could do a job
of getting you out
of your rusty little cage
or singer
or a stranger to the stage
who could do a job
of getting you out
of your rusty little cage
There weren’t too many about it
that could see
or think
or do
and there weren’t enough words
or praises
to keep you from feeling blue
or praises
to keep you from feeling blue
and there weren’t another so headstrong
or another who knew they was right
or another who knew they was right
who could see
or think
or do
or say
or drag you into the light
or think
or do
or say
or drag you into the light
There doesn’t have to be reasons
for the things that we didn’t do
and there doesn’t have to be right or wrong
or blame for feeling blue
or blame for feeling blue
and there doesn’t have to be all the things
that could or couldn’t be
that could or couldn’t be
who are you now?
go show me how,
be the one you couldn’t be
go show me how,
be the one you couldn’t be
There couldn’t have been another
to teach the things you taught
and there couldn’t have been a friendlier smile
to show me what was not,
to show me what was not,
couldn’t be a lovelier person
to pretend it wasn’t true
to pretend it wasn’t true
i didn't know then,
it couldn't be me
to play this out with you
to play this out with you
There isn’t a better time for you
to not hold onto my hand
and there isn’t another moment
to think of a better place to stand
to think of a better place to stand
and there isn’t quite enough of my pride
to hold this up anymore
the fight in me's gone
and to tell you the truth,
i’ve been written off before
to hold this up anymore
the fight in me's gone
and to tell you the truth,
i’ve been written off before
There doesn’t have to be reasons
for the things that we didn’t do
for the things that we didn’t do
and there doesn’t have to be right or wrong
or blame for feeling blue
or blame for feeling blue
and there doesn’t have to be all the things
that could or couldn’t be
who are you now?that could or couldn’t be
go show me how,
be the one you couldn’t be
*Fox & Thistle Studio passionately invites minstrels and musicians to weave our verses into melodies of their own — and to share the song with us if you do.
All poems by Richard W. Saunders, presented by Fox & Thistle Studio.
All poems by Richard W. Saunders, presented by Fox & Thistle Studio.
