INTRO: ^{A E A E} And that ^Dold ^Etime ^Afeelin' goes ^Dsneakin' ^Edown the ^Ahall, Like an ^Dold gray ^Ecat in ^Awinter, k^Deepin' ^Aclose to the ^Ewall. And that ^Dold ^Etime ^Afeelin' comes s^Dtumblin' ^Eup the st^Areet, Like an ^Dold sales^Eman kic^Akin' the ^Dpapers ^Afrom his fe^Eet. And that old time feelin' draws circles around the blok, Like old women with no children, holdin' hands with the clock. And that old time feelin' fall on it's face in the park, Like and old wino prayin' he can make it 'till it's dark. And that old time feelin' comes and goes in the rain, Like an old man with his checkers, dyin' to find a game. And that old time feelin' plays for beer in bars, Like and old blues-time picker who don't recall who you are. And that old time feelin' limps through the night on a crutch, Like an old soldier wonderin' if he's paid too much. And that old time feelin' rocks and spits and cries, Like and old lover rememberin' the girl with the clear blue eyes. Opakovat 1. VERSE