[Verse 1]
Hey, hey, mama
Mama, what you tryin' to do?
You keep on talkin' to me 'till your face turns blue

[Chorus]
Well, do you think I'm a young boy, yet to make up my mind?
Well, I'm just castin' all my toys, I'm gonna' leave what's behind me, behind
I'm gonna' leave what's behind me behind

[Verse 2]
I saw an old high school friend just the other day
He didn't ask me how I'd been, asked me "how was my pay?"

[Chorus]
Now, do you call this a friendship judging from what he said?
If you do, I've a real tip: ain't nobody gonna know about my bread
Ain't nobody gonna know about my bread

[Harmonica Solo]

[Outro]
If you got somebody, that you can trust to the very end
I said if you do, I want to be like you, 'cause you sure got a real good friend
You sure got a real good friend
Friend
Friend
[Guitar Solo]