Glory Days

I had a friend Was a big baseball player Back in high school He could throw that speedball by ya 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 we kept talkin' 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! 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 puts her kids to bed Her and her husband Bobby Well they split up I guess it's two years gone by We just sit around, talkin' bout the old times And when she feels like cryin' She starts laughin', thinkin' about Glory Days! Well they'll pass you by Glory Days! In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory Days! Glory Days! My old man worked twenty years on the line And they let him go Now everywhere he goes out lookin' for work They just tell him that he's too old I was nine years old, and he was workin' at The Metuchen Ford plant assembly line Now he just sits on a stool Down at the Legion Hall But I can tell what's on his mind Glory Days! Well they'll pass you by Glory Days! In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory Days! Glory Days! Now I think I'm goin' down to the well tonight Gonna drink till I get my fill And I hope when I get old I don't sit around talkin' about it But I probably will Yeah, just sittin' back Trying to recapture A little of the glory of Well time slips away And leaves you with nothin' Mister But boring stories of Glory Days! Well they'll pass you by Glory Days! In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory Days! Glory Days! Glory Days!