Hold An Old Friend's Hand - Rita Coolidge

Another year and I’m still here

The grass just will not grow on this old hill

But I just can’t let it go

I don’t believe it’s cause I’m cold

Or partial to the crazy life I’m caught in

But sometimes I feel the hand of time

Moving like its body was broken

It’s then I miss your sighs

And the tender words you’ve spoken

Hey, that’s ok

Come on around, get yourself together

Come on around, hold an old friend’s hand

Babe, I promise not to throw you

And you don’t have to stay

I just want to hold you

Won’t you come on around and

Hold an old friend’s hand

Another year is dead and gone

The sun don’t want to shine on this old hill

Or anything that’s mine

I don’t believe it hurts to grow

Even when the crop you sew is failure

Sometimes I wish I had no pride

I’d go off and sell my soul

But how do you say good bye

To the only truth you’ve known

Hey, that’s ok

Come on around, get yourself together

Come on around, hold an old friend’s hand