Good Old Friends Of My Youth - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Good Old Friends of My Youth. 
When I dream of the friends of my youth, And the hearts that were dear to me then, I turn with a sigh to the days gone by, Yet I love to recall them again. When I dream of the joys that once were mine, Of the hearts that were gentle and true, My heart still bends to my good old friends, And I sigh when I bid them adieu 
Chorus. My heart still bends to my good old friends, To my good old friends of yore; And I turn with a sigh to the days gone by, And the hearts that shall greet me no more 
When I think of a mother so kind, And the hearth to my childhood so dear; Wherever I roam I dream of that home, With a sigh that will melt to a tear. When I think of the hand that led me forth, And the footsteps that followed my own; The eyes that smiled when they called me a child. But have failed and left me alone.-Chorus