When troubles come as troubles do,
I sigh my friends then I think of you,
the things you've said, the things you've done,
the way you've made me smile,
And whilst i'm in my memories,
i'll linger here a while,
I know i'm low on material things,
and I may always be,
But richer in love and friendship,
no-one could ever be,
And when i'm done with thinking,
and troubles passed me by,
Your friendship's here beside me,
to lift me way up high.