Well, I knew an old man, he told a tale When he was young blood and not old and frailHe'd tell me of one grand place A station and a homestead in an age of graceHe spoke daylight when twenty men Would leave the main yards, their mobs tannedAnd in the evening, fires burned bright Down in the borders, laughter in the nightIt was an age of grace and it's satisfied An age of grace, I wonder whyTime rolls on, fates are grey Say goodbye to yesterdayAnd in the big house, where plans went down They thought about their people when they talked about their poundsEverybody had their own place Part of the picture in an age of graceIt was an age of grace and it's satisfied An age of grace, I wonder whyTime rolls on, fates are grey Say goodbye to yesterdayWell, I went by there, it's not far from home Rubble and ashes, the garden overgrownGhosts around me, soul of the place Only survivors of an age of graceIt was an age of grace and it's satisfied An age of grace, I wonder whyTime rolls on, fates are grey Say goodbye to yesterdayIt was an age of grace and it's satisfied An age of grace, I wonder whyTime rolls on, fates are grey Say goodbye to yesterdayAge of grace, age of grace*