Glory Days

Yeah
Uh
Wooh
Huh
I had a friend was a baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
Went back in sat, had a few drinks
But all we, we kept talking 'bout was
Glory days
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 turned all the boys' heads
Sometimes on a Friday I’ll stop by
After she put her kids to bed
Her and her husband Bobby split up
It must be two years gone by
We just sit around talking 'bout old times
She says when she starts feels like crying
She starts thinking 'bout
Glory days
Pass you by
Glory days
In the wink of a young girl’s eye
Glory days
Glory days
So I think I’ll go to the well tonight
And drink 'til I get my fill
And I hope when I get old I don’t sit around thinking about it
I probably will
Yeah, just sitting back and trying to recapture
Just little of the glory
Well time slips away and leaves you with nothing, mister
But boring stories of
Glory days
Pass you by
Glory days
In the wink of a young girl’s eye
Glory days
Glory days