My Old Friend & Me
08-02-2008
Written By: Rose Marie Rideout

I’ve travelled cross the countryside,
Lookin to fulfill my only dream of joy,
Holdin my old friend ever so gently,
My one true love, my faithful toy.

Come on evenin I was  kinda weary,
Lookin for a place to crash for a night,
There was this gentleman starin at me,
Said come with me, the price is right.

We followed him in the quiet of the night,
To a quaint little place he called home,
I showered and tucked myself into the bed,
To find my old friend and me weren’t alone.

He reminded me that the price was just right,
Asked if I’d play him just one tune,
Picked up my old friend and strummed a few chords,
As he stared out the window at the moon.

He said it wasn’t that long ago,
Since I held an old friend close to me,
Its been so long since I’ve had that joy,
Now it’s just a sad lost old memory.

I put my Old friend down by the bed,
Wandered over to comfort this guy,
I kissed him and stroked him and made him see,
How I could once again bring him that joy.

Years have passed since I wandered,
Cross the old countryside lookin for joy,
I soon found the place I belonged,
My old friend ,me and this guy.