Norman Blake - Old pal of yesterday

In the t^Cwilight when the shadows are ^Gfalling at the close of a long, weary d^Cay ^G Then I f^Cancy I h^C7ear a voice c^Falling ^Dm It's my o^Cld pal of y^Gesterd^Cay ^G

O^Cld pal, I'm so b^Glue since you l^Ceft me L^Gife's been a burden to b^Cear ^G I ^Cwonder, old ^Gpal, if you m^Ciss me^Am I w^D7onder if you still c^G7are Does your m^Cemory s^C7tray to y^Festerd^Dmay and ^Amtake it to a heart that was l^D7ight and ^G7gay Won't you c^Come back for ^C7I still l^Fove yo^Dmu My o^Cld pal of y^Gester^Cday

When the^C whippoorwill calls in the wi^Gld wood to his mate who is drifting awa^Cy ^G Then my ^Cheart ra^C7mbles back to^F my child^Dmhood of my old^C pal of yes^Gterday^{C G}

Now, lau^Cghter and gladness don't know^G me and smiles are like strangers t^Coday^G What fri^Cend coul^C7d this happin^Fess show ^Dmme Oh, it's ^Cmy old pal ^Gof yes^Cterday^G