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Yesterday When I Was Young - Roy Clark

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Seem the love I¡¯ve known has always been
The most destructive kind
Guess that¡¯s why now
I feel so old before my time

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Yesterday, When I Was Young
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame


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The thousand dreams I dreamed
The splendid things I planned I always built, alas,
on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the years ran away


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Yesterday, When I Was Young
So many happy songs were waiting to be sung
So many way-ward pleasures lay in store for me
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see


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I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
I never stopped to think what life was all about
And every conversation I can now recall
Concerned itself with me, and nothing else at all


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Yesterday the moon was blue
And every crazy day brought something new to do
I used my magic age as if it were a and
And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond


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The game of love I played
With arrogance and pride and
every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died
The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away
And only I left on stage to end the way


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There are so many songs in me that won¡¯t be sung
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
The time has come for me to pay for
Yesterday, When I Was Young


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