Days of Wine and Song
Oh, for days of wine and song
when everybody got along
When friend or foe was not defined
by politics to be outlined
When simple things like plain old love
outweighed the need to rise above
And when the chosen faith or creed
did nothing if we disagreed
How sad for friends of long ago
to grow apart for different choice
Instead of celebrating time
in love of friendship to rejoice
Oh, for days of wine and song
Were youth and innocence so wrong
I miss the ones on different course
I’m left with such a keen remorse
Did I in my conviction lead
to empty hearts in want and need
I have to think, it’s not too late
with wine and song, we can relate
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