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You know friends are never earned they are a gift from the loving God<br />They're precious beyond human evaluation<br />You dare not take them for grant it or they'll drift away like smoke<br />And the warmth of there caring will vanish into the chill of the endless night<br />Most of my friends are unknowns they probably won't even rate an obituary<br />Unless they live and die in a small town some where<br />Where nothing much ever happens<br />But some of my friends are big people<br />They are famous sensitive and talented<br />Their names are household words<br />And yet they are no more precious in God's eyes or in mine<br />Then those wonderful nobodies who live and die in obscurity<br />Who is your friend? <br />He's someone who warns you with a nod <br />Or with an unspoken word in hard times<br />When you are hurting beyond words<br />She's someone who holds you to her breast<br />And sighs softly into your hair<br />When no other medicine could possibly stop the pain <br />A friend is someone who clinks a glass against yours<br />Or answers the phone at three in the morning<br />When you're lost and with a few words of encouragement<br />And concern makes you realize your not really lost at all<br />Friends come in both sexes in all shapes and sizes<br />The most important thing they have in common is <br />Their ability to share with you your most sky splitting joys<br />Or your' deepest most awesome sorrows<br />I think of all the things I have in this world<br />I'm most grateful for my friends
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You know friends are never earned they are a gift from the loving God<br />They're precious beyond human evaluation<br />You dare not take them for grant it or they'll drift away like smoke<br />And the warmth of there caring will vanish into the chill of the endless night<br />Most of my friends are unknowns they probably won't even rate an obituary<br />Unless they live and die in a small town some where<br />Where nothing much ever happens<br />But some of my friends are big people<br />They are famous sensitive and talented<br />Their names are household words<br />And yet they are no more precious in God's eyes or in mine<br />Then those wonderful nobodies who live and die in obscurity<br />Who is your friend? <br />He's someone who warns you with a nod <br />Or with an unspoken word in hard times<br />When you are hurting beyond words<br />She's someone who holds you to her breast<br />And sighs softly into your hair<br />When no other medicine could possibly stop the pain <br />A friend is someone who clinks a glass against yours<br />Or answers the phone at three in the morning<br />When you're lost and with a few words of encouragement<br />And concern makes you realize your not really lost at all<br />Friends come in both sexes in all shapes and sizes<br />The most important thing they have in common is <br />Their ability to share with you your most sky splitting joys<br />Or your' deepest most awesome sorrows<br />I think of all the things I have in this world<br />I'm most grateful for my friends
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