I had a friend, was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speed ball by you
Make you look like a fool, boy

Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside, sat down, had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about

Was glory days, well, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Well, there's a girl that lives up the block
Back in school, she could turn all the boys' heads
Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks
After she put her kids to bed

Her and husband Bobby, well, they split up
I guess it's two years gone by now
We just sit around talking about the old times
She says when she feels like crying she starts laughing

Thinking about glory days, well, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

I think I'm going down to the well tonight
I'm going to drink until I get my fill
And I hope when I get old, I don't sit around thinking about it
But I probably will

Yeah, just sitting back, trying to recapture
A little of the glory of
Well, the times slips away and leaves you with nothing, mister
But boring stories of

Glory days, yeah, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

Yeah, they'll pass you by
Glory days, in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days