The times we had, oh when the wind would blow with rain or snow, we're not all bad
We put our features where they had to go, never to go
The chatter's all, all of us were nearly twice as slow, like our times, there were always gold rocks to cross
And those who, those who had made defeat tonight, those were our times, those were our times
We put our features where they had to go, never to go, never to go, never to go
And I would love to see that day
And I would love to see that day, that day is mine when she will belling me outside
But the willow trees I'm playing, songs with me, who made me so
And I would love to see that day, that day was mine
And I would love to see that day, that day was mine
And I would love to see that day, that day was mine
And I would love to see that day
