I thought we were gonna make that bridge, what did I know?   Me and my expectations was always high   'Like A Rolling Stone' is playing on the radio   It made you cry but we got by      My old friend   You make me feel young again   My old friend   You're just as pretty as you were back then      A Corvair with no floorboards, a Gibson hummingbird   Driving south to the mouth of the riversong   Patchouli oil and motor oil and you knew all the words   Now you're looking fine in a hook-up line      My old friend   You make me feel young again   My old friend   You're just as pretty as you were back then      You've got kids, I've got kids   And they all want to know   Just what is what like   When we were young      I tell them, I'm no different now   Just late for the show   So grab your 'Aqualung'   The loading has begun      My old friend   You make me feel young again   My old friend   You're just as pretty as you were back then      My old friend   My old friend   My old friend