After many a mile of dusty white roads
When the day is drawing to an end
There's a fireside chair
And stories that we share
And the talk is absent friends
So we raise a glass to those who have passed
And we smile a whispered amen
Never shed a tear
For they are all still here
In our hearts those absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends
Over mountain, field and forest we go
As we wander time and again
It's a heavy load
To carry on the road
That we share with absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends
For in time we all must travel that way
Though we try to fight it till the end
And we'll all be there
Without a single care
And we'll all be absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends
Absent friends. Absent friends