Story Behind The Song
A few different narrative verses depict several stories of encounters. It's high time for the summer time. In the summer is when it really feels good to be alive.
Song Description
A few different narrative verses depict several stories of encounters. It's high time for the summer time. In the summer is when it really feels good to be alive.
| Song Length |
5:33 |
Genre |
Country - Americana, Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
| Mood |
Welcoming, Cheerful |
Subject |
Friend, Happiness |
| Similar Artists |
The Grateful Dead, Dolly Parton |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Friend of Mine
Words and Music by Amber Snider ©2012, Puddle Siren Music Publishing, ASCAP
We're going ninety miles an hour down this highway of life
My fingers and my toes are dangling in the wind
Now, we don't know where we're going on this warm fine day
but neither one of us wants to see it end
It's high time for the summertime
Just let your soul unwind
In the meantime all we have is fine
You are a good friend of mine
We stop by the store of convenience to pick up a pack of beer
We joke and we laugh all the way there
We saw a homeless man on the corner standing there with his paper cup
He said if you really wanna do me a favor just fill it up
It's high time for the summertime
Just let your soul unwind
In the meantime all we have is fine
You are a good friend of mine
We talk about government issues saying, hey I could do it a better way
But when voting time comes around we've got nothing to say
We get jealous of movie stars saying no one should get paid that much
We're obsessed over details of their lives so out of touch
It's high time for the summertime
Just let your soul unwind
In the meantime all we have is fine
You are a good friend of mine
I wish I could close my eyes and not see inequality
But when the scales are tipped in one direction
It's hard to be free, hard to be free
We talk about our trials and tribulations over sips of beer
You ask me if I think there's a God somewhere out there
Well I guess the truth of the matter Is that no one really knows for sure
But the glass is half full side of me likes to think so
It's high time for the summertime
Just let your soul unwind
In the meantime all we have is fine
You are a good friend of mine