The friends that love us always,
In the good times and the bad;
The friends that love us always
Are the friends that keep us glad.

The friends that cling in tempest
As they do in calms, are those
That have made the paths of hardship
Seem the paths of song and rose.

The friends that love us always,
When we go their way or not,
Are the friends our hearts remember
When the others are forgot.

They are the crowning jewels
Of the coronets we weave
In the dream of tender moments
When the troubles start to leave;

We revere their names for ever
And we see their faces clear-
The friends that love us always,
Whether the sun or shadow's near.