leave the game Now I'm right back to my old ways I take life so slow, every minute gotta go Now I'm right back to my old ways We only here for a little
words Are not magical Oh so spiritual And indivisible I get so confused When I see you And the center of your ways Just the center of your ways I can
beating wings In clouds above. As you turned to go I heard you call my name, You were like a bird in a cage spreading its wings to fly "The old ways
Don't expect too much from my poor old heart You can blame the unforgiving for my scars You might just be the best that I can find But I can't seem to
Trying hard to stay together And make a stand? While the rows and rows of houses Come creepin' up on the land Where the cattle graze and an old grey
Out on the trans-canada highway There was a girl hitchhiking with her dog Fireflies buzzin' round her head Like candles in the fog. He was three miles
I remember long ago How I wondered where I'd go While the blizzards, cold wind and snow Pounded outside my window. California sunset Going down in the
When I was a younger man Got lucky with a rock 'n' roll band Struck gold in hollywood All that time I knew I would Get back to the country Back where
new space station Living kennedy's dream There was an automatic camera Shooting elephantine. Well the crew was relaxing Before the video screen Watching old
Why are you growin' up so fast My boy? Oh, you'd better take your time. Why are you growin' up so fast My son? Almost time to live your dream My boy
Old ways, it sure is hard to change 'em Come what may It's hard to teach a dinosaur a new trick Lately I've been finding out I'm set in my ways Old ways
Once an angel Always an angel You're as close to heaven As I'll ever be It's been six years now Since my ring slipped on your finger And those years
In the lonely shack by the railroad track I spent my younger days And I guess the sound of the outward bound Made me a slave to my wanderin' ways And
Then when I left her behind Just a haunting melody Comin' back to me Never a tear could I find Where is the highway tonight? Where is the highway tonight? [CHORUS] Where are those old
into "pure stuff"! Preservatives : we don't comply! Don't comply! We still drink the old ways! Don't comply! We still drink the old ways! Wise rules
can leave the game Now I'm right back to my old ways I take life so slow, every minute gotta go Now I'm right back to my old ways We only here for a little
set At least that's how it started But its not how it will end Its like your own personal movie Oh remember the days You fall back into your old ways