Been talking to pylons,
About how to make friends,
Felt a funny connection,
So I shared a few words,
He said “Go to the river side',
I should find a few there,
But then he asked if I'd stay a while,
Said it would sure make his day,
He said it's sure nice to see your face,
No one comes here no more,
Thanks for staying and talking a while,
It's hard to find a friend.

La-la l-la-la-la la-la l-la-laaaaaa

So I went to the riverside,
Amongst the cranes and the piers,
And I thought for the first time,
I could settle down here,
I played pool at the shipyard,
With all the new friends I'd made,
I play cards at the quayside,
With a battered old wave,
First I'll make the trip home,
Back to see my old friend,
See I promised to visit sometimes,
So this wont be the end,
He said I'll be right here when you need me,
I ain't going nowhere,
Thanks for dropping by, it was a gas,
It's hard to find a friend.
It's hard to find a friend.

La-la l-la-la-la la-la l-la-laaaaaa

[Weird drum noise.]

[Whistle to end.]


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