bruce springsteen
glory days
I had a friend was a big baseball player Back in high school He could throw that speedball by you Make you look like a fool boy Saw him the other night at this roadside Bar i was walking in And he was walking out We went back inside, sat down, had a few drinks But all he kept talking 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 There's a girl that lives up the block back In school She could turn all the boys´heads Sometimes on a friday i´ll stop by and have A few drinks After she put her kids to bed Her and her husband bobby well they split up I guess it´s two years gone by now We just sit around talking about the old times She says when she feels like crying She starts laughing thinking about. Glory days... Think i´m going down to the well tonight And I'm going to drink till i get my fill And I hope when i get old I don't sit around thinking about it But i probably will  Yeah just sitting back trying to recapture A little of the glory of, But time slips away and leaves you With nothing mister but boring stories of Glory days...