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| Lyric Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Music Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Producer Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Publisher Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Performance Credits: |
Dan Gribbin |
| Label Credits: |
Anhinga Harmonics |
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| Song Length |
4:01 |
| Primary Genre |
Country-Traditional |
| Tempo / Feel |
Blues-Country |
| Tempo / Feel |
Slow (71 - 90) |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
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I CALL A FRIEND
When I slip up and paint myself into a corner,
I call a friend. I call a friend.
And when my go-for-broke's a going-going-goner,
I call a friend. I call a friend.
I call a friend for a word of consolation.
I call a friend who can make me smile through tears.
And when life calls for a leap of celebration,
I call the friend who's laughed me through the years.
Some days I rise and the mirror treats me roughly,
I can't decide who the devil I must be.
I call a friend to remind me which way up is
When everything looks upside-down to me.
I call a friend for a word of consolation.
I call a friend who can make me smile through tears.
And when life calls for a leap of celebration,
I call the friend who's laughed me through the years.
A friend who stood beside me when I wondered who could care.
A friend who needed me one frozen night.
A friend whose wink deflected the pain of public glare.
Who heard my distant drummer and marched with me to the fight.
Now when I need a little kick-start from the past,
I call a friend. I call a friend.
And when I'm wondering how it all went by so fast,
I call a friend. I call a friend.
I call a friend when there's little left worth keeping.
I call a friend when the forecast's turning blue.
I call a friend when the sunset leaves me weeping.
I call a friend, and that friend I call is you.
© 2009 Daniel V. Gribbin
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