I had a friend was a big baseball playerBack in high schoolHe could throw that speedball by youMake you look like a fool boySaw him the other night at this roadside barI was walking in, he was walking outWe went back inside sat down had a few drinksBut all he kept talking about wasChorus:Glory days well they'll pass you byGlory days in the wink of a young girl's eyeGlory days, glory daysWell there's a girl that lives up the blockBack in school she could turn all the boy's headsSometimes on a friday I'll stop byAnd have a few drinks after she put her kids to bedHer and her husband bobby well they split upI guess it's two years gone by nowWe just sit around talking about the old times,She says when she feels like cryingShe starts laughing thinking aboutChorusMy old man worked 20 years on the lineAnd they let him goNow everywhere he goes out looking for workThey just tell him that he's too oldI was 9 nine years old and he was working at theMetuchen ford plant assembly lineNow he just sits on a stool down at the legion hallBut I can tell what's on his mindGlory days yeah goin backGlory days aw he ain't never hadGlory days, glory daysNow I think I'm going down to the well tonightAnd I'm going to drink till I get my fillAnd I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about itBut I probably willYeah, just sitting back trying to recaptureA little of the glory of, well time slips awayAnd leaves you with nothing mister butBoring stories of glory daysChorus (repeat twice)Assorted all rights, oh yeahs, come on nows, hoots, etc til fade

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