Bill Fay Sam
How are you Sam?
Very well, thank you
I am
Pardon me Sam, if I ask you a personal question?
Ask you a personal question
Does it seem like a dream?
When you walk down the street
And after it all
Is it hard to recall where you've been?
Hard to recall where you've been
You and me, Sam
Our friendship began in the trench
Sam, it's an ill punch
That knocks into no-one, no sense
That knocks into no-one, no sense
Do you think it'll rain?
Sam, who do you think is to blame?
Were all of the wars that we fought in
All in vain?
Knocks into no-one, no sense
Hard to recall where you've been
How are you Sam?
