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Dwight Plett |
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Good Old Days He’s well past sixty-five, still talks about the war And it was good to be alive, back in nineteen fifty-four Those were the good old days, things sure were different then Sometimes he lies awake and prays they’ll be that way again But he knows time must move on, and everyday means change And yesterday is gone and life will never be the same
He might seem old to you, but he’s not that old to me I’m heading that way too and I know that's where I'll soon be These are the good old days, I’ll wish myself back to You’ll pretend to be amazed when I relive them then for you But I know time must move on, and every day means change And yesterday is gone and life will never be the same
And I could just cry, when I think about the way time flies And the way things change and the countless times we say good-bye Before we’re all through, and sometimes I do just sit and cry
But someone walked this road before me and He rolled that stone away And someone’s been to Hell and back so I don’t have to fear the grave And someone showed the way to Heaven and I’m gonna fly away Talk about the good old days
Someone walked this road before me and He rolled that stone away And someone’s been to Hell and back so I don’t have to be afraid And someone showed the way to Heaven and I’m gonna fly away Talk about the good old days That day’s still coming! |
