Glen Campbell
- Friends lyrics

Friends are never earned
They're a gift from the lovin' God
And they're precious beyond human valuation
But you dare not take them for granted
Or they'll drift away like smoke
And the warmth of their caring
Will vanish like the chill of the endless nights.

Most of my friends are unknowns
And they prob'ly won't read an obituary
'Less they live and die in small towns
Where nothing much ever happens
But a few of my friends are big people
They've made the world ring with laughter
Down to its gantuous burning core.

They're famous, sensitive, talented
And their names are household words
Yet they are no more precious in God's eyes or in mine
Than those wonderful nobodies
Who live and die in small towns.

Who is your friend?

He's someone who warms you with a nod
Or with the unspoken word in hard times
When you're hurtin' beyond words.

Who is your friend?
She's someone who holds you to her breast
And sighs softly into your hair
When no other medicine can stop the pain.

A friend is someone who clinks his glass against yours
Or answers the phone at three in the morning, huh, when you're lost
And with a few words of encouragement and concern
Makes you realise you aren't really lost at all.

Friends come in both sexes and in all shapes and sizes
The most important thing to have in common
Is the ability to share with you
You're most sky splitting joys
Or you're deepest, most awesome sorrows.

For they are your friends