Friend of Time He sings: You got your fingers and you make some rhyme. It’s best just to become a friend of time. He sat down beside me with his guitar in hand. He’s been playing these songs for years he don’t need no music stand. He’s got words that he forged out of knowing from all the places he’s been about the place he’s going. And he sing…
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