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Drinking a Familiar ale,
As I listen to a tale,
Of a friendship that was won and lost,
A long time ago.
It ment so much then,
And I just can't pretend,
That it doesn't hurt at all!
You'll never see the Day
That I walk away
I'll never turn my back on you!
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
That's what we said so long ago.
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
Means more to me than you will ever know.
Do you ever think back,
To the nights we swore it would last?
You turned your back you lost your way
Forever that's what we said!
Those dreams we had, some are coming true,
But I've done it all in spite of you,
Till the end that's what we said,
But where are you now?
You'll never see the Day
That I walk away
I'll never turn my back on you!
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
That's what we said so long ago.
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
Means more to me than you will ever know.
Call it fate, call it what you like,
But you stole away like a thief in the night,
Once I called you my brother,
And I just can't forgive,
I blame you for the damage done,
I never thought you'd turn and run,
As though you never knew me,
And you never will again.
As I listen to a tale,
Of a friendship that was won and lost,
A long time ago.
You'll never see the Day
That I walk away
I'll never turn my back on you!
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
That's what we said so long ago.
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
Means more to me than you will ever know.
Do you ever think back,
To the nights we swore it would last?
You turned your back you lost your way
Forever that's what we said!
Those dreams we had, some are coming true,
But I've done it all in spite of you,
Till the end that's what we said,
But where are you now?
That I walk away
I'll never turn my back on you!
Brothers till the end!
That's what we said so long ago.
No fear, good friends,
Brothers till the end!
Means more to me than you will ever know.
Call it fate, call it what you like,
But you stole away like a thief in the night,
Once I called you my brother,
And I just can't forgive,
I blame you for the damage done,
I never thought you'd turn and run,
As though you never knew me,
And you never will again.
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