Friends Lyrics  Friends are never earned they're a gift from the
loving God And they're precious beyond human evaluation But you
dare not take them for granted or they'll lift away like a smoke
And the warmth of their caring will vanish into the chill of the
endless nights Unless they live and die in a small town
Somewhere where nothing much ever happens But a few of my
friends are big people They'd made the word ring with laughter
down to this string of court They're famous sensitive talented
and their names are household words And yet they're no more
precious in God's eyes or in mine Than those wonderful nobodys
who live and die in small towns Who is your friend he's someone
who warms you with a nod Or with an unspoken word in hard times
when you're hurting beyond words Who is your friend he's someone
who holds you to her breast And sighs softly into your hair when
no other medicine could possibly stop the pain A friend is
someone who clings his glass against yours Or answers the phone
at three in the morni