Friends

Ai n't it fine when things are going

Topsy-turvy and askew

To discover someone showing

Good old-fashioned faith in you?

Ai n't it good when life seems dreary

And your hopes about to end,

Just to feel the handclasp cheery

Of a fine old loyal friend?

Gosh! one fellow to another

Means a lot from day to day,

Seems we're living for each other

In a friendly sort of way.

When a smile or cheerful greetin’

Means so much to fellows sore,

Seems we ought to keep repeatin’

Smiles an’ praises more an’ more.