Your best friend of the past as your best friend may not stay
On our journey in life we make new friends on the way
From some former good friends apart in our ways we do grow
Few friendships last a lifetime this much we do know
Some of my friends of the past i have not seen for years
And for what used to be i have shed my last tears
Their journeys in life have been different to mine
And few friendships do age like the taste of good wine
It has been quite a while since i lived in Millstreet
And most of my friends of the past i may never more meet
And though any of your friends of the past not your enemy today
The migrant makes new friends life works in this way
For many of us our journey in life takes us to places elsewhere
And we make new friends in the big World out there.
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