Written by Guy Clark/Susanna Clark/Richard Dobson
D G D G D It's like when your making conversation G And your trying not to scream D And your trying not to tell them G But you don't care what they mean D And your really feeling fragile G And you really can't get home D And you really feel abandoned G But you wanna be aloneAnd when the house is empty And the light begins to fade And there's nothin' to protect you Except the window shade It's hard to put your finger On the thing that scares ya most And ya can't tell the difference Between an angel and a ghost CHORUSD G Old friends, they shine like diamonds D G Old friends, you can always call D G Old friends, Lord, you can't buy 'em D G Ya know, it's old friends after all