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Glory Days
Bruce Springsteen
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...
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...
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