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Texty: Tom T. Hall. No New Friends Please.

I'd like to be your friend but think of all the friends I've been
I never thought there'd come a day, I never thought I'd hear me say
I'd disappoint you in the end
No new friends please, no new friends for me

Memories of old acquaintances keep on coming back
Some I met at garden parties, buddies, by the railroad track

I'd like to be your friend but think of all the friends I've been
I never thought there'd come a day, I never thought I'd hear me say
I'd disappoint you in the end
No new friends please, no new friends for me

What we are is self-appointed, there's nothing we can do
We'd lose touch with one another and that ain't fair to me or you

I'd like to be your friend but think of all the friends I've been
I never thought there'd come a day, I never thought I'd hear me say
I'd disappoint you in the end
No new friends please, no new friends for me