walking around looking for towns, in the blazing sun, we were living the life
those were the days,
were your gun was your friend and everybody would meet there end
and the lord would help you sleep at night
oh those were the old days, now they've gone away
i miss those days, cause in in a world
were getting a girl seems like a job
these are the days
were there gun is no friend, its the maker of your end
working 9 to 5 look for a life that is televised
oh these are the days, im afraid they are here to stay
looking for gold with a couple of guys and no need for a wife
those were the days
sticking oil was the happeist moment of your life
im talking about the old west
oh lord those were the days
