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

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

That was so fucking precious.

well time slips away and leaves you with nothing mister but boring stories of glory days...

Think I'm goin' down to the well tonight, I'm gonna drink 'till I get my fill. I hope that when I get older I won't sit around talkin' about it...but I probably will.

Yeah, just sitting back trying to recapture a little of the glory of - well time slips away and leaves you with nothing, mister, but boring stories of glory days.

(epic thread, thanks to everyone who came out and did the lyrics roll call haha)

Love that song! Sorry I missed the lyric roll call myself...