I went walking I got the blues I kicked a stone Now I've got broken shoes Sore feet Oh, what's the use? I, I miss my friend I miss not thinking twice to call Over anything at all Come to find that it's a rare thing I made my dinner and I Ate it all I turned on the radio, then I Turned the radio off Washed dishes and I Went to bed I, I miss my friend I miss our Sundays in the Fall Watching leaves change and skipping stones Come to find that it's a rare thing
I rolled a number and I Hit the road The cops pulled me ovеr The cops let me go I thought of hеr and I Laughed the whole way home I, I miss my friend I miss my friend in moments Where there were no moments there I only start to notice when my heart skips a beat, ooh My friend My friend I went walking I got the blues I kicked a stone Now I've got broken shoes Sore feet Oh, what's the use? I, I miss my friend