Edgar Albert Guest (Эдгар Альберт Гест)
Friends
Ain't it fine when things are going Topsy-turvy and askew To discover someone showing Good old-fashioned faith in you? Ain't it good when life seems dreary And your hopes about to end, Just to feel the handclasp cheery Of a fine old loyal friend? Gosh! one fellow to another Means a lot from day to day, Seems we're living for each other In a friendly sort of way. When a smile or cheerful greetin' Means so much to fellows sore, Seems we ought to keep repeatin' Smiles an' praises more an' more.
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