Well, I've been out walking,
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And I don't do too much talking these days...
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These days...
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These days, I seem to think a lot
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About the things that I forgot to do
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And all the times I've had the chance to...
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Well, I've stopped my rambling,
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And I don't do too much gambling these days...
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These days...
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These days I sit on the corner stones
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And count the time in quarter tones to ten.
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Oh, will I see that highway?
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Well, I had a lover,
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And I don't think I'd risk another, these days...
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These days...
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And if I seem to be afraid
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To live the life that I have made in song,
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Well, it's just 'cause I've been moving too long.
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Well, I've stopped my dreaming,
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And I don't do too much scheming these days...
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These days...
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These days I sit on the corner stones
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And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend.
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Don't confront me with my failures.
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I have not forgotten them.
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These Days
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Nitty Gritty Dirt Band |