Those Were The Days My Friend

thetworegs

A slight nod to the Doors on this one…….
THOSE WERE THE DAYS MY FRIEND
Aged Dm Am
18 getting drunk till midnight
confusing truth with lies
waking in the streets at daybreak
wide awake with the sunrise
high enough to fly a kite,trying to touch that sky
a phsycodelic carpet flying by

they were the good old days

they were the good old days

32 Playing around making pipes smoking all that dope from morocco
dreaming of that better life that would come tomorrow
the freedom to roam and the freedom to be
no plans to stop moving just happy with what you be

they were the days my friend
Those were the good old days
those were the carefree days
Just being free

falling in love on thursday
falling out again by friday
chasing girls here
Them chasing us over there
too many, too little time
summers promised never to end
Running wild running free
happy to be happy to be
Happy to be
Smoking up all that summer grass
Living life was one long laugh

they were the days my friend
Those were the good old days
those were the carefree days
Just being free

getting drunk till midnight
confusing the truth with lies
waking in the streets at daybreak
wide and awake at sunrise
high enough to fly, really trying to touch that sky
the
the phsycodelic carpets flying by

they were the days my friend
Those were the good old days
those were the carefree days
Just being free

Now we have to live a life that’s penned in unstoned
No more getting away from it your nose is to the stone
There is no escape the bills are rolling in
Everything needs paying for there is no end
There is no end
There is no end

they were the days my friend
Those were the good old days
those were the carefree days
Just being free