Standard (EADGBE)

Here's a song to all my friends

I know they'd like

I remember every drunken

Night at the old dive

Driving the ol'wreck

Trying to make it home somehow

One more pit stop at our favorite

Watering hole

The ghost of christmas past

Swallowed all our pride

We'd open up our story books

And water down the eyes

Our demons raised their

glasses singing

"I propose a toast to all my friends"

Who's buying the next round...

Cup half empty cup half full

Perspectives and beers

They weren't failure

Just the regulars of my favorite year

They come and go

Paying their toll

From mobiles homes

Decaying old unsound minds

The ghost of cristmas failure

Dancing to the click of time

The beating of defeat

Shaking in his hands

A lifetime of retreat

And his regrets were ours

A time to say good-bye to all my friends

I've been waiting so

long... for you to call

My old friend

Solo

C F G - just like the verses)

To all my friends, to all my friends

To all my friends, to all my friends