Four Piece Band (Those Were the Days) (исполнитель: Scott Grimes)

Remember the old days 
The years when we had it all 
We'd sit in the backyard 
Played until nightfall 

See I was the front man, with a strat hanging way down low 
We'd sit in a hard chair, sit there playing to the radio 

We were young and wild and hopeless and free 
Taking a break from all we could be 
I know we'll never be that way again 

Those were the days when we were young 
Just a four-piece band and the time we had in the morning sun 
Well we all know we had these dreams 
They were lost along the way 
Those were the days when we were young 

It was Saturday afternoon 
Ten past three I can never remember 
She was wearing a white dress 
I told her that I'd never forget her 

Then I said something I'll never forget 
She was mine I was hers, no regrets 
Then I watched her walk away 
There was nothing more to say 

Then my senses came to me this one fine day 
That you had no ties that bind you was all I could pray
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