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(from my hospital bed – Nov. 14 2017) Over the bridge of friendship How many time I've gone Sometimes I'm met in the middle Sometimes there is no one Sometimes I am too weak to cross Sometimes I am too strong But crossing the bridge of friendship That never can be wrong Over the bridge of friendship I've learned to heal two hearts I've been the one most giving And I've played the other part I've been rude and selfish And I've been loving and kind But the bridge always reminds me That I'm not alone this time Over the bridge of friendship I've travelled many times Sometimes I am accepted Sometimes I am declined I'm not saying that I am perfect I've had my share of pride But I never would refuse you On this bridge of yours and mine So when you feel too sad or lonely Just stop and turn around And cross the bridge of friendship Where you know I can be found And I know the bridge of friendship Will outlast me in the end But when you take that last walk I'll be waiting for you my friend James H. Webb
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 7:59 PM UTC
Over The Bridge of Friendship
(from my hospital bed – Nov. 14 2017) Over the bridge of friendship How many time I've gone Sometimes I'm met in the middle Sometimes there is no one Sometimes I am too weak to cross Sometimes I am too strong But crossing the bridge of friendship That never can be wrong Over the bridge of friendship I've learned to heal two hearts I've been the one most giving And I've played the other part I've been rude and selfish And I've been loving and kind But the bridge always reminds me That I'm not alone this time Over the bridge of friendship I've travelled many times Sometimes I am accepted Sometimes I am declined I'm not saying that I am perfect I've had my share of pride But I never would refuse you On this bridge of yours and mine So when you feel too sad or lonely Just stop and turn around And cross the bridge of friendship Where you know I can be found And I know the bridge of friendship Will outlast me in the end But when you take that last walk I'll be waiting for you my friend James H. Webb
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Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 7:59 PM UTC
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