Text: Tracy Lawrence. 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
Or get yourself in a bind, lose the 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

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 'It?s way too far'
They just show on up with their big ol? heart
You find out who your friends are

And everybody wants to slap your back, wants to shake your hand
When you?re up on top of that mountain
But then one of those rocks give way then you slide back down
Look up and see who?s around then

This ain't where the road comes to an end
This ain't where the band wagon stops
This is just one of those times when
A lotta folks jump off

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 'It?s way too far'
They just show on up with that big ol? heart
You find out who your friends are

When the water?s high
When the weather?s not so fair
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 'It?s way too 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
Or get yourself in a bind, lose the shirt off your back
Need a floor, need a couch, need a bus fare, man I been there
Man I been there