Around the corner I have a friend
In this great city that has no end
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on
And before I know it a year is gone
And I never see my old friends face
For life is a swift and terrible race
He knows I like him just as well
As in the days when I rang his bell
And he rang mine but we were younger then
And now we are busy tired men
Tired of playing a foolish game
Tired of trying to make a name
“tomorrow” I say ! I will call on him
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes
Around the corner , yet miles away
“ here’s a telegram sir “ : jim died today “
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end
Around the corner, a vanished friend