The Weather Was BadAnd My Yesterday FriendsOn the very first page, Janie AdamsSat smiling at meShe was the queen of the senior classBut she failed in historyHi, JanieRemember when we played hookyWith those out-of-town boysAnd how scared we gotThey didn't want to bring us backAnd called us killjoysOn the next page, there was Janie RooseveltMost handsome boy in schoolHi, JanieGuess you never knewWhat a crush I had on youBut it only lasted untilMichael Brady movedTo Central HighHe was the big bashful football boyAnd I loved him at first sightWell, there you are, MikeI was wonderingWhen you'd be showing upGosh, you got a bruise on your eyeOh, I remember those payCause boys were mighty roughAnd remember how us girlsAll loved youAll cried when we lostThe game that nightIt was so coldWhy you couldn't even squeeze meYou were bandaged up so tightHello, Patty June and Billy RoyHeard you'd married and settled downBetty Rogers still writes now and thenSince I moved out of townYou remember when we played hookyI remember my daddy got a transferWhen school came to an endAnd for a while I lost track of my yearbooksAnd yesterday friendsBut today as I visit back with youHi, Joni and ClydeI know I never really could forget youEven if I triedFor in my heart all our years togetherNever came to an endAnd you knowThere's really no such thingAs a yesterday friendThere's really no such a thingAs a yesterday friend*