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Baby, Those Were the Days I Still Want

Those were the days,this the life I made
I drank too damn much and stayed away
Life so fast,wild and filled with pretty girls
Sexy bodies, pretty faces and long curls!

I smashed your memory into hard pieces
Sold my broken heart for short leases
Drinking my pain until it took me down
Raised holy hell all over this old town!

Baby, those were the days I still want
Still miss you but know that you don't
Every damn night burn your memory down
Mornings wake to find me still a clown!

You were my life and my greatest history
Your heart and love are still a mystery
Darling,we were the moon and the stars
Now I drink and close out the late bars!

Baby,you were the blue sky,the cat's meow
Want you back but simply don't know how
I died just to put that wrong life far away
And in these memories have my heart's say!

Gone forever are those much wanted days
My cries hurt so but this pain never pays
I put your sweet heart and mine out of play
Sad memories serve to hold my heart at bay!

Those were the days, this the life I made
I drank too damn much and stayed away
Life so fast,wild and filled with pretty girls
Sexy bodies, pretty faces and long curls!

Robert J. Lindley, 07-13-2015

Note- Poetic license taken in my writing. I have that memory stored 
but would trade nothing for what I have with my wife and son now !!!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 7/13/2015 1:03:00 PM
Hi Robert. Saw your comment on John Fleming's poem and I am reminded that it's been a long time since I've checked your page. This is really good. Made me smile. It would make for a nice lyric. Loved the cat's meow. :-) A 7.Best regards to you and your lovely wife. Kim
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