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It's the sad goodbye
Yesterday's moments I
It's the bleak street, week kneed I recall
It's the mistier mists the days
The brighter sun and the easier
There's all the more for laughing and crying
When you're and life isn't to hard at all

It's the fantastic
Of the Sundays
That bored you to of tears
The unending
To waste all good times
In thoughts of your middle-aged
It's the vertical hold all the that you're told
For the everyday hero it all turns to
And all the more reason
For living or dying when you're
And your troubles are all small

Out on the street we'd gather and meet
And up the sidewalk
With endlessly feet
Half on the time broaden our minds
in the pool hall
Than we did in the hall
the down town chewing gum bums
Watching the night life the and the fun

Never wanted to be the boy next
Always thought I'd be something
But it ain't easy for a town boy
It easy at all
Thinkin' it right and it wrong
easier from an arm chair
Waves of alternatives over my sleepiness
my eggs poached for breakfast I guess

I I'll be Clint Eastwood
Hendrix he was good
Let's try the Conqueror
Now who else do I