Lyrics

~ GOLDEN YEARS ~


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Hey there little blue bird, won?t you sing to me
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Along with the wind, through the weeping willow trees

Let?s go down to the country, where love flows free inside
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Where I can finally satisfy, my constant changing mind

So won?t you listen to me little, angel lady
Caus I?ve been waitin for, along long lonely time

Waitin for this day, to come my lonesome way
Waitin for your magic love, take these homesick blues away

So wipe those tears, with golden years , and let love wash your mind
We?ll laugh and play,it?s a damn good day, break out the food and wine

Pass it round , get on down, loves the natural high
Hang up your guns , cause hates no fun, and that?s gown make you cry


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You know I?m finely finding, What makes me feel inside
Home cooked things , love in spring , really makes me kinda high

Children play , while fathers say , it?s time to come inside
So let your self go , far and wide , flow free through space and time

Things ain?t like they used to be, and I can?t figure why
Kids pick up tommy guns , and they let bullets fly

Morals seem to fade away, and lots of people die
And in the end it made no scence, if it did it?d be a lie

So wipe those tears with golden years, and let love wash your mind
We?ll laugh and play, it?s a damn good day, break out the food and wine

Pass it round, get on down, loves the natural high
Hang up your guns, caus hates no fun, and that?s gown make you cry.



Written By ~ Kurt Crasper