Lyrics My Old Haunts - Steve Wynn, The Dream Syndicate

My Old Haunts

These streets are paved with stories
Of faded hopes and glories
No sleepless nights, no worries
Hey baby what’s your hurry
I’d like to get to know you
I’ve got some things to show you
Let’s take a walk to my old haunts
These dreams are best forgotten
Passed on from ripe to rotten
Bewildered and besotten
Soaked up in balls of cotton
Oh do not ask what is it
Lets go and make our visit
Let’s take a walk to my old haunts
What do you do when your credit’s shot
Skip town until it’s not
What do you do when you’ve passed your best
Put a sherry on top and bury it to rest
These eyes are never focused
On all the dream that choke us
No tricks no hocus pocus
Cleared out by wasps and locusts
We’re on the road to ruin
There’s nothing better doing
Let’s take a walk to my old haunts
Walk
What do you do when your credit’s shot
Skip town until it’s not
What do you do when you’ve passed your best
Put a sherry on top and bury it to rest
These dreams are best forgotten
Passed on from ripe to rotten
Bewildered and besotten
Soaked up in balls of cotton
Oh do not ask what is it
Lets go and make our visit
Let’s take a walk to my old haunts (3X)