True Friends - Charlie Parr

Here’s a little thing about Mag and Stan hauling down the road in the winter

time

Riding on their thumbs but walking most of the way

Stan used to hop trains but Mag’s afraid so they get their traveling done

another way

Just wanna get down south to where it’s warm

True friends, true friends are hard to find

To get one you gotta be one

And then they’ll always be around

An old guy stops in a beat-up ford and asks how far did they wanna go

And Stan says we’re going all the way to the end

This old guy he’s lost his wife and lost his grip on the rest of his life

Just drives around now listening to the radio

True friends, true friends are hard to find

To get one you gotta be one

And then they’ll always be around

Now it’s 4 days on the road in that rusty ride and 3 nights sleeping out on the

side

Eating roadstand fruit, coffee and refried beans

When they reach the gulf they all lay on the beach and soak up the sun and get

used to the heat

Talkin about how cold it is up in I. Falls

True friends, true friends are hard to find

To get one you gotta be one

And then they’ll always be around

There ain’t no end to their family, their web covers the whole country

Maybe it ain’t true that we have to be alone

Maybe they’ll just drive around pickin' folks up, being yr friend when yr down

on yr luck

Maybe there’s a car big enough for us all

True friends, true friends are hard to find

To get one you gotta be one

And then they’ll always be around