Shane you've gotta lay down your guns Pick up the pieces and start again Shane you've gotta bury away the past Lose the hatchet and try again Shane you've gotta realise It's the way of the world that you made Shane you've got to lay the ghost to rest Of another time and back to the grave And Shane the friends we make old seem somehow to drift away How can you feel alone with all the people that you know? All those friendly faces that reflect from empty bars But you will always be a friend of mine