"Good Companions" lyrics - JOHNNY MERCER

Good companions stick together
Sunny skies or stormy weather
Birdies of uncommon feather
Come what may

Here and when
The raindrops tumble
Good companions never grumble
Them's the breaks
As William Shakespeare used to say

Through the highways and the byways
Of our native land
Playing both the big time and the one-night stand
Hand-in-hand

Good companions
That's the ticket
This old life's a game of cricket
Sittin' duck or sticky wicket
Each must play
The good companions
Win out all the way

Through the highways and the byways
Of our native land
Playing both the big time and the one-night stand
Hand-in-hand, ain't it grand?

Good companions
That's the ticket
This old life's a game of cricket
Sittin' ducks or sticky wicket
Each must play
The good companions
Win out all the way