Two old friends shared a room
In a home for the elderly
Confined to their beds
Their bodies had given 'way
Old Joe laid by the window
And watched the days go by
And Bill lived to hear him tell
About the world outside
From the bed by the window
He’d tell how the children played
The lovers in the park
The ducks out on the lake
The little boy who swept the sidewalk
When the sun camе up each day
From the bed by thе window
He told it just that way
They shared with each other
The stories of their lives
And relived al their memories
And dreamed of better times
Outside the leaves were changing
The summer turned to fall
And from the bed by the window
Old Joe described it all
From the bed by the window
He'd tell how the children played
The lovers in the park
The ducks out on the lake
The little boy who swept the sidewalk
When the sun came up each day
From the bed by the window
He told it just that way
Then on a cold winter morning
In the light of the dawn
The bed by the window was empty
Old Joe was gone
And when they moved Bill to the window
He couldn't hold back the tears
When he finally saw the view outside
After all those years
From the bed by the window
He couldn’t see out at all
There was nothing out that window
But an old brick wall
Now a new man shares that room
In the home for the elderly
Confined to his bed
His body has given 'way
Bill lies by the window
As the days go by
And his new friend lives to hear him tell
About the world outside
From the bed by the window
He tells how the children played
The lovers in the park
The ducks out on the lake
The little boy who sweeps the sidewalk
When the sun came up each day
From the bed by the window
He tells it just that way
From the bed by the window
He tells it just that way
Bed By the Window was written by Bob Crosby.
Bed By the Window was produced by Tom Hemby.