There's a comforting thought
at the close of the day
When I am weary and lonely and sad
That sort of grips hold of this crusty old heart
And bids it to be merry and glad.
It gets in my soul, and it drives out the blues,
And finally thrills through and through.
It's just a sweet memory and chants the refrain,
"I'm glad I touched shoulders with you."
Did you know you were brave,
did you know you were strong,
Did you know there was one leaning hard?
Did you know that I listened
and waited and prayed?
And was cheered by your simplest word?
Did you know that I longed
for that smile on your face,
For the sound of your voice ringing true,
Did you know I grew stronger and better because
I had merely touched shoulders with you?
I am glad that I live; that I battle I strive
For the place that I know I must fill;
I am thankful for sorrows I'll meet with a grin
What fortune may send good or ill;
I may not have wealth, I may not be great
But I know I shall always be true,
For I have in my life that courage you gave,
When once I touched shoulders with you.