Diane and Billy's been friends forever   They go back a long time   They grew up together   She called to tell us   He'd written from Rome   For the whole month of August   He'd be at home.      So we went to see him   At her house one evening   In the place where they'd spent   All their summers as kids   We walked all around   In the small bayside town   Where his Dad's called the bingo   For thirty-five years.      And later on that night   Under the porch light   Mrs. Pinocci brought her six-string over   She said she'd been playin' since she turned fifty-seven   And now I guess she's more than twenty years older.      She played Yankee Doodle we sang along with her   She passed it around and we all played a number   Neighbors and friends dropped by for the singin'   And later a guy no one knew came to sit in.      For the moon on the water   For the light from the stars   Oh, I thank the spirits   Whatever they are   For friendships that last   And songs from the past   And Mrs. Pinocci's guitar.      And Mrs. Pinocci's guitar...