INTRO: / / / / A...
I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school
He could throw that speed ball by you, 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 he
kept talkin about Glory Days, well they ll pass you by, Glory Days, in
the wink of a young girls eye Glory Days, Glory Days.
BRIDG: / / /
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 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 well they ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl s eye
Glory days, 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, well time slips away
And leaves you with nothing mister but
Boring stories of
Glory days yeah they ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl s eye
Glory days, glory days
Yeah they ll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl s eye
Glory days, glory days
