Ode To Age
- John Curran
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Intro
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Verse 1
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Sometimes I sit and I wonder, of days so long ago,
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When every man was challenged by, a world unlike our own.
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Some men chose to stay at home, and slave on land and sea,
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While others left for months on end, just to make ends meet.
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And every time one goes for good, and leaves an empty stage,
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I fill my glass with something strong, and drink an ode to age.
Verse 2
G C G
I stroll around the roads at home, as many of them did,
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Their old square tall two stories, are disappearing quick.
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I look for familiar faces and times that are no more,
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Landmarks change day by day as the waves wash on our shore.
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But memories will stay the same, no matter what the page,
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So, fill your class with something strong, and drink an ode to age.
Verse 3
G C G
Some are very dear to me, some just very dear,
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Some are more than friends, you see I miss em more each year.
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The hunter and the gentlemen, the storyteller too,
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Sometimes I wish this world of ours, just couldn't be so cruel.
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But stand up tall and realize, that everything must change
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And fill your glass with something strong, and drink an ode to age.
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Verse 4
G C G
Many times, I've worn a smile. Sometimes, I have cried.
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Ther've been parties, all night long.Cause that's how we survived.
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I still hear, her hearty laugh. I can't mistake his grin.
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Holding hands through suppertime. `Til that old storm door's hooked in.
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When someone blows the candles out, the past appears like haze
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So fill your glass with something strong, and drink an ode to age.
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Yes, fill your glass with something strong.....and drink an ode to age.











