The Growing Years

I used to sit by my record player
In my ice blue jeans and my combed back hair
The man in the mirror the tunes I sung
That’ll be the day and I got stung
Down in the coffee bar watchin' the skirt
Some of those girls really knew how to hurt
Jukebox playin' «I wanna hold your hand»
You get a little more on your one night stand
You get a little more on your one night stand
Some other days gonna make me smile
If you play that song I’ll be there for a while
So come along a baby rock away those tears
I’ll take you back to the growin' years
I’ll take you back to the growin' years
In '68 we could do no harm
Guitar on my shoulder and a girl on my arm
Hey Jude well you can’t be wrong
We played it all while the night was long
Lay back and listen and start to fly
Smoke something funny and the day goes by
Look at the records see how they run
If you got a little love I’m gonna get me some
If you got a little love I’m gonna get me some
Some other days gonna make me smile
If you play that song I’ll be there for a while
So come along a baby rock away those tears
I’ll take you back to the growin' years
I’ll take you back to the growin' years
(Take me back to the growin' years)…