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There's an old abandoned warehouse on the way into town |
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Broken out glass still lays on the ground |
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That old '69 |
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Buick's still stuck in the field |
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Some backseat stories in those rusted out wheels |
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And there's |
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Joe's Minimart, man, that poor guy has seen |
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His share of shoplifters and fake |
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IDs There's a crop of new freshman runnin' |
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Coach Riley's place |
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He's a madman with a whistle, yeah, he'll blow it in your face |
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That high school gym has a banner on the wall |
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A trophy in a case, yeah, the plaque says it all |
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That was us havin' fun |
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Who says youth is wasted on the young |
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Glory days come and go |
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So we just made the most of the years |
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That we call growin' up |
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That was us |
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Between rivalries and our hometown pride |
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Sits Delmar's |
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Diner on the county line |
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One wrong word and our fists would fly |
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After football games on a |
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Friday night |
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The cops didn't bother to wait for a call |
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They just showed up ready for a small town brawl |
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That was us havin' fun |
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Who says youth is wasted on the young |
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Glory days come and go |
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So we just made the most of the years |
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That we call growin' up |
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That was us |
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Alcohol on your breath, |
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Mama worried to death |
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Muscle cars, breaking hearts , even some of 'em ours |
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Petty and |
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Strait on the same cassette tape |
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Fallin' in love or in lust, that was us |
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That was us havin' fun |
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Who says youth is wasted on the young |
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Glory days come and go, so we just |
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Made the most of the years |
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That we call growin' up |
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That was us, yeah, that was us, woah |
