Like Old Times

Bowling alley’s having disco nights     Mirror ball, flashing lights
Play Donna Summer, get your shoes for free
Get some nachos, cold drink     Bowl a few games, whatcha think?
Be like old times, you and me

Sit on the dock, drop a line     Go for a dip, water’s fine
Our swinging rope’s still tied to that big oak tree
You scare the fish off with your smelly feet     Lona’s diner’s got all we can eat
Be like old times, you and me

I know you’ve got a lot to do
Folks in the city all depending on you
Come when you can, just for the day
Be like old times, even if you can’t stay

Fair’s next month, a whole week     Setting up in the meadow on Bear Creek
Might be muddy, have to wait and see
We’ll hit the dime toss, win it all     Set a record for Skeeball
Be like old times, you and me
Chorus, then bridge
        It’s getting old; Nothing to do since you moved away
        I know you miss it too; We both know you been gone too long

Go by the Dew Drop, have a beer     Gimme cap at the John Deere
Seem like every time we go they got something for free
Get muddy in my old Ford     Go see Leroy, get our ears lowered
Be like old times, you and me

verse
C Em7 FM7 Fm7
C Fm7 Em7 C G
C Em7 FM7 Fm7
C Fm7 Em7 C

chorus
FM7 Fm7 C
FM7 Fm7 C G

bridge
F Em7 x3
Fm7 Em7 Ebm7 Dm7

ending
C Fm7 Em7 C
F [0230 0233]
C
X3

bass
verse
C E F Eb
C F E C G
C E F Eb
C F E C

chorus
F Eb C
F Eb C G

bridge
F E x3
F E Eb D

ending
C F E C F A F
C F E C F Ab F
C F E C