Bill Gaither
Old Friends
Old friends
After all of these years
Just old friends
Through the laughter and tears
Old friends
What a find, what a priceless treasure

Old friends
Like a rare piece of gold
My old friends
Brought me in from the cold
Old friends
Through it all I will hold to old friends

Oh, God must have known
That some days on our own
We would lose the will to go on
That's why He sent friends like you along

Old friends
Yes, you've always been there
My old friends
We've had more than our sharе
Old friends
I'm a rich millionaire in old friends
A cold snowy slеigh ride
Or carols at midnight
A box someone left at my door
A bell ringing just to remind me
To care for the poor

Some shepherds and angels
A babe in a manger
A secret that had to be told
How God made us friends
Is a story that never grows old

Old friends
After all of these years
Old friends
Through the laughter and tears
Old friends
Oh, what a find, what a priceless treasure
Oh...

Old friends
Just like a rare piece of gold
Old friends
Brought me in from the cold
Old friends
Through it all I will hold to old friends