Lyrics:

We all have dreams to chase
We all have trails to face
And bridges that we;ve had to burn
We've all lost our way
Had a price to pay
For trusting long before it's earned
Guess there are chances that we all must take
And where we turn is how
We learn from our mistakes
When the good times roll count your friends
When the chips are down count again
There's just a precious few
Who'll be standing there with you at the end
And that's what you call a friend
We've all known deep regrets
Felt pain we can't forget
Said things we never meant to say
We all share common ground
We get one time around
To reap the seeds we sow along the way
Guess there are chances that we all must take
And where we turn is how
We learn from our mistakes
When the good times roll count your friends
When the chips are down count again
There's just a precious few
Who'll be standing there with you at the end
And that's what you call a friend