Dear friends You are angels and drunks You are Maji Old friends You stuck a pin in the map I was in And this is a note from the roadside Cutting the breeze in this Tennessee sundown Came the sound of the voices I know I've been pondering trees On the steeliest comedown And now in moment I'm home I've got bluster enough For the sails of a clipper And the truth never frays a good yarn But it struck me to say while so far away You were with me today You are here in my head In my heart Dear friends You are angels and drunks You are Maji Old friends You stuck a pin in the map I was in And you are the stars I navigate home by