Songtext von That Old Time Feelin'

And that old time feelin' Goes sneaking down the hall Like an old gray cat in winter Keepin' close to the wall And that old time feelin' Comes stumbling up the street Like an old salesman kickin' The papers from his feet And that old time feelin' Draws circles around the block Like old women with no children Holding hands with the clock And that old time feelin' Falls on its face in the park Like and old wino prayin' He can make it until it's dark And that old time feelin' Comes and goes in the rain Like an old man with his checkers Dying to find a game And that old time feelin' Plays for beer in bars Like and old time blues-picker Who don't recall who you are And that old time feelin' Limps through the night on a crutch Like an old soldier wondering If he's paid too much And that old time feelin' Rocks and spits and cries Like an old lover rememberin' The girl with the clear blue eyes And that old time feelin' Goes sneaking down the hall Like an old gray cat in winter Keepin' close to the wall