Friendly Strangers

This little song came to me at a camp site near Devizes, Wiltshire, whilst washing the dishes and exchanging life stories with other campers at the communal sinks.

We would probably never meet again but, whatever our interests, we had one thing in common: we were there to enjoy the freedom of the open-air life.

When problems haunt and I can’t sleep

I know where I must go

By mountain high and river deep

I’ll find them there I know

Where time is yours and yours alone

Nobody calls you on the phone

Soul, mind and body just as one

Among such friendly strangers

Beneath the stars where I can sleep

Secure from all life’s dangers

And, oh, what company I keep

Among such friendly strangers

Beneath the stars where I can sleep

Secure from all life’s dangers

And, oh, what company I keep

Among such friendly strangers

Among such friendly strangers