| Now and then I see old timers talkin'
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| All day long relivin' them good ol' days
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| Like it never gets old
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| And it’s the same old stories
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| Got me wonderin' if it’s going to be us one day
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| Better live this one life we got (oh)
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| 'Cause these are the days
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| That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
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| These are the nights (yeah)
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| The good times that we left the wild side out to play
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| These are the Sunday mornings
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| We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs
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| Get back to rock it out
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| So we can say we were there
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| When we talk about it
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| In our rockin' chairs
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| C’mon ya’ll we got memories to make
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| Some cold beers to drink
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| And some songs we gotta live out loud
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| Going to be some good hearts breakin'
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| Bunch of mistakes
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| Maybe some day we’ll figure it out
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| But right now it’s all about
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| Going all the way
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| These are the days
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| That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
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| These are the nights (yeah)
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| The good times that we left the wild side out to play
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| These are the Sunday mornings
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| We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs
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| Get back to rock it out
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| So we can say we were there
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| When we talk about it
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| In our rockin' chairs
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| In our rockin' chairs
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| We gotta crank it up to ten and then some
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| Go way too far
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| Too fast, too hard
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| And have too much fun
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| These are the days
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| That are going to fly by like lightning, so they say
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| These are the times of our lives
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| We ain’t got none to waste
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| These are the days
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| That are going to fly by like lightning so they say
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| These are the nights (yeah)
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| The good times that we left the wild side out to play
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| These are the Sunday mornings
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| We talked to the Lord, get right with the man upstairs
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| Get back to rock it out
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| So we can say we were there
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| When we talk about it
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| In our rockin' chairs
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| In our rockin' chairs
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| In our rockin' chairs |