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Old Friends ( Paul Simon )
from the Bookends album 1968
Transcribed by : Jean-Marc Orliaguet
( [email protected], http://fy.chalmers.se/~jmo )
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wait - ing for the sun - set the
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sounds of the city sifting through trees settle like
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Can you i - ma - gine us years from to - day
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sharing a park bench quietly how
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Old friends, old friends,
Sat on their parkbench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes
of the high shoes of the old friends
Old friends, winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats, waiting for the sun
The sounds of the city sifting through trees
Settles like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
Can you imagine us years from today,
Sharing a parkbench quietly
How terribly strange to be seventy
Old friends, memory brushes the same years,
Silently sharing the same fears