Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Run your car off the side of the road
Get stuck in a ditch in the middle of nowhere
Get yourself in a bind, lose the shirt of your back
Need a floor need a couch need a bus fare
This is where the rubber meets the road
This is where the cream is gonna rise
This is what you really don't know
This is where the truth don't lie
You find out who your friends are
Somebody gonna drop everything
Run out and crank up their car
Hit the gas get there fast
Never stop to think 'what's in it for me' or 'it's way too far'
They just show up with their big old heart
You find out who your friends are
Everybody wants to slap your back shake your hands
When you up on top of that mountain
But let one of those rocks give way then you slide back down, look up
and see who's around then
This ain't where the road comes to an end
This ain't where the bandwagon stops
This is just one of those times when
A lot of folks jump off
When the water's high
When the weather's not so fair
When the well runs dry
Who's gonna be there?
1 Comments:
At 1:12 AM,
Anonymous said...
Babe, you know I'd go the distance to help you out but you know me and directions... I might have trouble locating you. Not only do you need someone to help you out, you need someone else to find me!
'You find out who your friends are'. Yes you do indeed.
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