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I had a friend was a big baseball player back in high school
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He could throw that speed ball by you, make you look like a fool boy
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Saw him the other night at this roadside bar, I was walkin' in he was
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walkin' out. We went back inside, sat down, had a few drinks, but all he
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kept talkin' about Glory Days, well they'll pass you by, Glory Days, in
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the wink of a young girls eye Glory Days, Glory Days.
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