Thanks A Million

All is quiet on the stage tonight
I thought the show would never end
Close the curtains, time to dim the light
Thanks a million, my old friend

No more riding out there on the western plain
As the crow flies, it�s too far to call your name
Things around here never going to be the same
Thanks a million my old friend

First time that I saw you, was through a young man�s eyes
Blew me a million miles away
And as I watched you there, something in me changed
Things were different from the day

Took me riding out there on the western plain
As the crow flies, I was close enough again
Things around here never going to be the same
Thanks a million my old friend

And as I stand up here upon this stage tonight
I can�t help but think of you
And though sometimes this life, it almost breaks my heart
Same road you travelled on, I do

No more riding out there on the western plain
As the crow flies, it�s too far to call your name
Things around here never going to be the same
Life will get you in the end
Thanks a million my old friend

(B. Bannister
for Rory)
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