Matt Glavin - Sit Tight lyrics

Gone are the days of my tennis shoes, walking to school My head of hair, and boots and 3 piece suits Goodbye church choir it’s been nice Those countless hours spent beneath those lights Been thinking about leaving for a while That workin blues took a toll on me I know 30 years might not sound like much But it’s taken enough of my time away from you Tell boxing in the basement to sit tight Cuz our oldest boys oldest just turned 9 All those hospitals and letters you would write And watching Lefty in the streets just picking fights I still think about the tough times that we had And how they brought us both good old Joseph fern Gone are the days of my tennis shoes, walking to school My head of hair, and boots and 3 piece suits Ive been lookin down writing for a while With a seat beside me a coffee and a big old smile I know you always liked it when I sang Now I finally get to sing this one to you Here come the days of your dancin shoes My Elvis moves, our checkered seats down on the beach Just me and you