Well I heard that the world you have travelled**
News came by on the grapevine
So I hope you don't seem to be simple, no
Cause you were a good friend
We were just friends back in schooldays
Shared cigarettes, girls and wine
You got lucky, came into some money
You were a good friend of mine
You know I left school and earned money
Things went by **
But you could afford to be educated
You were a good friend of mine
Said I've worked like a slave till my dad died
Mother and me, we went crying
Still ** to the chaplain, oh Lord
You were a good friend of mine
** married my wife in the kitchen
All our food it came off the breadline
I guess you're what they call a gay bachelor, yeah
And you're still a good friend of mine
Now you hear me, we will be together**
Goin' to your place or to mine
We don't need to ** that we have it all
And of course you're a good friend of mine
I said we're healthy, my my my
You're still a good friend of mine
Writer(s): Roger Maxwell Chapman, John Whitney
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