Intro: F F A A F The times we had A Oh, when the wind would blow with rain and snow F Were not all bad A We put our feet just where they had F Had to go A Never to go The shattered soul Following close but nearly twice as slow Were my good times There were always golden rocks to throw At those who Those who admit defeat too late Those were our times Those were our times Bb F Dm And I will love to see that day C That day is mine Bb F When she will marry me Dm C Outside with the willow trees And playing songs in May What made me so And I would love to see that day The day was mine
