By the wayside

 Fair weather friends all end up in the end

By the way side

In with the sea breeze

out with the tide

Fair weather friends , by the way side

Don't bother to put on any aires

Don't buy flowers or chocolate

They fade and die , cut off at the root

Fair weather friends , who have no root

by the way side

When storms set in and the Scythe blows

When vapours and Banshees shriek and howl

You know , where your fair weather friend goes

By the way side ,

out with the tide

By the way side 

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