Those Days Are Gone

© 2012 Frank Sugrue all rights reserved

 

Frank Sugrue:vocals, acoustic guitar
Kevin Barry:electric guitar, lap steel
Greg Loughman:bass
Mike Connors:drums

 


Comments are welcome at songs@franksugrue.com

Lyrics

Mother's busy with the cleanup
Did you see the way the family loves to eat up
My famous casserole
Jimmy be a dear and after dinner
Will you ride your bike to Mrs. Skinner's and
Return her bowl
From the Lazy-Boy, Dad drops his shoes
Nurse a whiskey and Salem Light
While Cronkite delivers the news
"And that's the way it is, goodnight."


Those days are gone
Keep them behind you
They'll only remind you
The world's moving on
Put wheels on the track
Cause there's no goin' back
Those days are gone

Father likes to take his drives on Sunday
Says it really is the one day
He collects his thoughts
In five more years I'll have a pension
And on Tuesday I heard Rogers mention
A V.P. Spot
Pull in and fill up the tank
Hey buddy, check under the hood
Give God and Washington thanks
For all that is good

Don't you love the way in all the old movies
They show time passing by
The calendar pages, they fly off the wall
Watch them flutter, watch them fall
Watch them fall


I'm sittin' by an open window
I can feel the way the wind blows
Right across these strings
Then a ray of sunshine
Finds its way into my mind
What a wondrous thing
When words seem to fall from the sky
And some kind of magic's begun
Right before my eyes
The song is done


Well those days are gone
Just keep them behind you
They'll only remind you
The world's just moved on
Put wheels on the track
Cause there's no goin' back
Those days are gone
The memorie's sweet
But they'll never repeat
Those days are gone
The years may be dear
But you can't get them from here 'cause
Those days are gone