Frank Foster - Miss Those Days lyrics

Bare feet in mid-July, sand warm beneath my toes. Racing ninety to nothing down Steel Bridge Rd. Swinging off the rope swing, cut a flip or take a dive. Jumping out of that old oak tree, that was sky high I miss those days, just hanging out with my friends. I miss those days, when the summers would never end. I miss those days, they will never be here again and I miss those days, I miss those days A cool breeze through the window of a suped up seventy-three. I cruise around the old strip in town just to see what we could see. I found a pretty little southern girl and pulled her up tight. I talked her into skipping curfew drive up to the lake for the night I miss those days, at sweet sixteen. I miss those days, so wild and young and green. I miss those days, they're unlike any I've ever seen and I miss those days, I miss those days But looking back now I realize that those were my glory days. Ain't it funny how time will pa** you by, slowly turn the page. Now I'm staring in the mirror, Lord, and my eyes are filling up with age and I miss those days, I miss those days