[Intro]
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[Verse]
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I had a friend was a big baseball player, back in high school
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He could throw that speedball by ya, make you look like a fool boy
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Saw him the other night at this roadside bar, I was walking in he was walking out
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We went back inside, sat down, had a few drinks, but all we kept talking about

[Chorus]
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Glory Days, well they'll pass you by
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Glory Days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
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Glory Days, glory days

[Verse]
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There was a girl that lives up the block, back in school she could turn all the boys heads
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Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks, after she put her kids to bed
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Her and her husband Bobby, well they split up, I guess it's two years gone by
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We just sit around talking about the old times, she says when she feels like crying she starts
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laughing thinking about

[Chorus]
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Glory Days, yeah they'll pass you by
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Glory Days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
        A         E     A   D
Glory Days, glory days

[Break]
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[Verse]
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Think I'm going down to the well tonight and I'm gonna, drink till I get my fill
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And I hope when I get older I don't sit around thinking about it, but I probably will
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Yeah just sitting back trying to recapture, a little of the glory of
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Well the time slips away, and leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of

[Chorus]
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Glory Days, yeah they'll pass you by
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Glory Days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
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Glory Days, glory days
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..., yeah they'll pass you by
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Glory Days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
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Glory Days, glory days

[Outro]
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All right  Ooh yeah
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All right  Come one now