Run your car off the side of the road,
get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere…
Get yourself in a bind, lose your shirt off your back,
need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare…
This is where the rubber meets the road,
this is where the cream is gonna rise…
This is what you really didn’t know,
this is where the truth don’t lie
Chorus:
You find out who your friends are,
somebody’s gonna drop everything,
run out and crank up their car,
hit the gas, get there fast, never stop to think
What’s in it for me, or its way to far
They just show on up¦with their big ol heart…
You find out who your friends are
Everybody wants to slap your back,
wants to shake your hand when
you’re up on top of that mountain.
Let one of those rocks give way,
then you slide back down,
look up and see who’s around then.
This is ain’t where the road comes to an end,
this ain’t where the bandwagon stops,
This is just one of those times when a lot of folks jump off
Chorus:
You find out who your friends are,
somebody’s gonna drop everything,
run out and crank up their car,
hit the gas, get there fast, never stop to think
What’s in it for me?, or its way to far?…
They just show on up with their big old heart.
You find out who your friends are
When the waters high,
when the weather’s not so bad,
when the well runs dry…
Who’s gonna be there?
You find out who your friends are,
somebody’s gonna drop everything,
run out and crank up their car,
hit the gas, get there fast, never stop to think
What’s in it for me, or its way to far
They just show on up with their big ol heart.
You find out who your friends are yeah yeah
You find out who your friends are
Run your car off the side of the road,
get stuck in a ditch way out in the middle of nowhere (man I been there)
Get yourself in a bind, lose your shirt off your back,
need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare
(man I been there¦man I been there)
