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Tonight With Drink In Hand

Tonight with a salty dog in hand I sat and listen to old records of the past I listen to words that so to my life does apply. I wonder with thoughts rushing through my mind- Where the years have gone Oh how they have flown. There was a time when I did so believe In love and it's wonders within But now I must admit That was when I was young with age And young with matunity. Now I sat with drink in hand And realize love only comes to the believer Only to those who are willing to pay it's price. Why must it be youth can't last forever Why must it be we must accept the truth That if you have loved once and been loved once Then no more are you of a free wander No more are you of a searching soul. Now my glass is empty and it's time to refill The records playing on My minds' eye trying so hard to hide the truth But with my youth gone And a deeper knowledge taking it's place I'll just take a drink and here's to you.-

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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