" Glory Days "
"....We just sat around, talkin' about the old times...."
I had a friend
Was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by ya
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walkin' in, he was walkin' out
We went back inside
Sat down, had a few drinks
But all we kept talkin' about
Was Glory Days!
Well they'll pass you by
Glory Days!
In the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory Days! Glory Days!
Well, there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school she could turn all the boy's heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by
And have a few drinks
After she puts her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby
Well they split up
I guess it's two years gone by
We just sit around, talkin' bout the old times
And when she feels like cryin'
She starts laughin', thinkin' about
Glory Days!
Well they'll pass you by
Glory Days!
In the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory Days! Glory Days!
My old man worked twenty years on the line
And they let him go
Now everywhere he goes out lookin' for work
They just tell him that he's too old
I was nine years old, and he was workin' at
The Metuchen Ford plant assembly line
Now he just sits on a stool
Down at the Legion Hall
But I can tell what's on his mind
Glory Days!
Well they'll pass you by
Glory Days!
In the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory Days! Glory Days!
Now I think I'm goin' down to the well tonight
Gonna drink till I get my fill
And I hope when I get old
I don't sit around talkin' about it
But I probably will
Yeah, just sittin' back
Trying to recapture
A little of the glory of
Well time slips away
And leaves you with nothin' Mister
But boring stories of
Glory Days!
Well they'll pass you by
Glory Days!
In the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory Days! Glory Days! Glory Days!
