Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
You know it's old friends after all

It's like when you're makin' conversation
And you're tryin' not to scream
You're tryin' not to tell 'em
You don't care what they mean
Yeah, and you're feelin' really fragile
And you really can't get home
And you really feel abandoned
But you want to be alone

Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
Oh, it's old friends after all

And when the house is empty
And the lights begin to fade
And there's nothin' to protect you
Except the window shade
And it's hard to put your finger
On the thing that scares you most
And you can't tell the difference
Between an angel and a ghost

Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
You know it's old friends after all

Old friends
They shine like diamonds
Old friends
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
You know it's old friends after all
Old friends (Old friends)
They shine like diamonds
Old friends (Old friends)
You can always call
Old friends
Lord, you can't buy 'em
Oh, it's old friends after all

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Word Collections Publishing
Writer(s): Guy Clark, Richard J Dobson, Susanna Wallis Clark