All my friends are getting old
So am I, so I'm told
Hey Ponyboy what happened to, stayin' gold?
Baseball games are a thing of the past
Ridin' bikes to Mike's Midway for snacks
What I'd give to just go back
When it all turns to dust
We're not who we were
We got alittle rust
Sittin' in that 97' Ford with pops
Motor to the track, make a couple pit stops
Pop on in to Dawson's for a bite
He tells me 'bout the glory days and how they're spent
Thinkin' bout mine and how quick they went
Oh man, what a life
When it all turns to dust
We're not who we were
We got alittle rust
Been seein' my friends less and less
So it goes, to the death
Being old ain't what they said it'd be
Hey mama I wanna come home
I don't like gettin' old
I just wanna see the boys one time
Hey Papa I just wanna play more games
I don't wanna do this thing
Being old ain't the same as it was
Being old ain't the same as it was
Gotta shake the rust
Take it Gabe
Ross Rebennack - rust. Lyrics
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All my friends are getting old
So am I, so I'm told
Hey Ponyboy what happened to, stayin' gold?
Baseball games are a thing of the past
Ridin' bikes to Mike's Midway for snacks
What I'd give to just go back
When it all turns to dust
We're not who we were
We got alittle rust
Sittin' in that 97' Ford with pops
Motor to the track, make a couple pit stops
Pop on in to Dawson's for a bite
He tells me 'bout the glory days and how they're spent
Thinkin' bout mine and how quick they went
Oh man, what a life
When it all turns to dust
We're not who we were
We got alittle rust
Been seein' my friends less and less
So it goes, to the death
Being old ain't what they said it'd be
Hey mama I wanna come home
I don't like gettin' old
I just wanna see the boys one time
Hey Papa I just wanna play more games
I don't wanna do this thing
Being old ain't the same as it was
Being old ain't the same as it was
Gotta shake the rust
Take it Gabe
So am I, so I'm told
Hey Ponyboy what happened to, stayin' gold?
Baseball games are a thing of the past
Ridin' bikes to Mike's Midway for snacks
What I'd give to just go back
When it all turns to dust
We're not who we were
We got alittle rust
Sittin' in that 97' Ford with pops
Motor to the track, make a couple pit stops
Pop on in to Dawson's for a bite
He tells me 'bout the glory days and how they're spent
Thinkin' bout mine and how quick they went
Oh man, what a life
When it all turns to dust
We're not who we were
We got alittle rust
Been seein' my friends less and less
So it goes, to the death
Being old ain't what they said it'd be
Hey mama I wanna come home
I don't like gettin' old
I just wanna see the boys one time
Hey Papa I just wanna play more games
I don't wanna do this thing
Being old ain't the same as it was
Being old ain't the same as it was
Gotta shake the rust
Take it Gabe
Writer: Ross Rebennack
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