Randy Stonehill Grandfather's Song
Dearest old friend
Gone away with the wind
On a morning in sunny July
When it suddenly came
It was calling your name
And you left without telling us why
But still you will find
The ones you left behind
Will not forget you my friend
Oh we all understand
You just never liked saying goodbye
Well I guess that I knew
You were just passing through
Like the billowing clouds in the sy
Now your ship has come in
And your voyage begins
And I'm trying to learn not to cry
You're sailing away
But I believe that some day
I will see you again
Because I know you're my friend
And you never liked saying goodbye
