Old Friend
Hey, old friend, it's been awhile
I hope everything's well, and you're doing alright
The things that I see keep me up at night
Most days, I don't know if I'll get out alive
War keeps raging on
Yeah, I'm holding on to hope
But the hope is almost gone
When life's a loaded gun
You wouldn't believe the things I've done
But I'll tell you all about it when I'm home
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Hey, old friend, it's been a while
Without you here, things don't seem right
Yellow ribbon's fadin' out to white
Drinking next to the barstool that you left behind
I hope you come back soon
Tonight, I bow my head, and say a prayer for you
War keeps raging on
Keep holding on to hope, even hope feels like it's gone
When life's a loaded gun
Every day's a battle won
And you'll tell me all about it when you're home
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Hey, old friend, it's been a while
In my best suit, I came to say goodbye
Barely a man gunned down at 21
They folded your flag, and gave your tags to your mom
War keeps raging on
Raise a glass to soldiers fightin'
Raise a glass to soldiers gone
'Cause life's a loaded gun
But I'll see you again, my old friend
When the good lord, when the good lord calls me home
I hope everything's well, and you're doing alright
The things that I see keep me up at night
Most days, I don't know if I'll get out alive
War keeps raging on
Yeah, I'm holding on to hope
But the hope is almost gone
When life's a loaded gun
You wouldn't believe the things I've done
But I'll tell you all about it when I'm home
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Hey, old friend, it's been a while
Without you here, things don't seem right
Yellow ribbon's fadin' out to white
Drinking next to the barstool that you left behind
I hope you come back soon
Tonight, I bow my head, and say a prayer for you
War keeps raging on
Keep holding on to hope, even hope feels like it's gone
When life's a loaded gun
Every day's a battle won
And you'll tell me all about it when you're home
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Oh-whoa-oh-oh
Hey, old friend, it's been a while
In my best suit, I came to say goodbye
Barely a man gunned down at 21
They folded your flag, and gave your tags to your mom
War keeps raging on
Raise a glass to soldiers fightin'
Raise a glass to soldiers gone
'Cause life's a loaded gun
But I'll see you again, my old friend
When the good lord, when the good lord calls me home
Credits
Writer(s): Kat Dahlia, Peter Mcginnis, Bonnie Dymond, Chris Piquette, Logan Michael Szpila
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