I have some friends, some honest friends, and honest friends are few; My pipe of briar, my open fire, A book that's not too new.
My pipe is out, my glass is dry; My fire is almost ashes too; But once again, before you go, And I prepare to meet the New : Old Year! a parting word that's true, For we've been comrades, you and I - I thank God for each day of you; There! bless yo