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Artist/Band: Roy Clark
Lyrics for Song: (All My Friends are Gonna Be) Strangers
Lyrics for Album: I Never Picked Cotton [Dot] [1970]



(Cynthia Weil - Barry Mann)



Across the miles from heart to heart

We're born alone we live apart

And time slips by like sifting sand

So reach out stranger if you can

And take a stranger's hand.



If each of us could find a way

Too steep and high the words can say

To touch each other openly

To feel that we are more than strangers

That's where love may be.



To feel that we are more than strangers

That's where love may be...


About (All My Friends are Gonna Be) Strangers

Roy Clark's "(All My Friends are Gonna Be) Strangers" stands as a poignant example of his 1970 country storytelling, appearing on the album *I Never Picked Cotton*. The track captures the bittersweet transition of youth into adulthood, reflecting on how familiar companions can drift apart as life takes different paths. Clark's signature blend of acoustic guitar and heartfelt vocals delivers a narrative that resonates with the universal experience of growing older and losing touch with one's younger self. Released during a period where Clark was establishing himself as a major force in country music, the song exemplifies the genre's tradition of examining personal relationships and social changes. Rather than focusing on romantic love, the recording explores the subtle, often unspoken shifts in friendship and community over time. Its placement on *I Never Picked Cotton* highlights Clark's ability to craft songs that feel both intimate and relatable, cementing his reputation as a master of narrative country music who could articulate complex emotions through simple, direct instrumentation.


Album Lyrics: I Never Picked Cotton [Dot] [1970]


Roy Clark
"I Never Picked Cotton [Dot] [1970]"


1. (All My Friends are Gonna Be) Strangers
2. Is Anybody Going to San Antone
3. January April and Me
4. Lonesome Too Long
5. Middle of the Road
6. She Cries for Me
7. Since December
8. Sunday Morning Coming Down