Yeah, come on, whoo! I had a friend who was a big baseball player Back in high school He could throw that speedball fire Make Atlanta like a pool ball So the other night at this roadside bar I was walking in, he was walking out We went back inside, sat down, had a few drinks But all he kept talking about Glory days Well, they'll blast you by Glory days In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days Glory days, yeah! Well, there's a girl that lives off the block Back in school she could turn all the boys' heads Sometimes on a Friday I'll stop by and have a few drinks After she's put her kids to bed Her husband Bobby, well, they split up I guess there's two years gone by now We just sit around talking about the old times She says when she feels like crying she starts laughing Thinking about glory days Well, they'll blast you by Glory days In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days Glory days, yeah! Alright, boys, watch me work it now! Woo! Think I'm going down to the well tonight I'm gonna drink till I get my fill And I hope when I get old I don't sit around thinking about it But I'll probably will Yeah, just sitting back Trying to recapture A little of the glory of Well, the time slips away And leaves you with nothing mystical Boring stories of Glory days Yeah, they'll blast you by Glory days In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days Glory days, yeah! Well, they'll blast you by Glory days In the wink of a young girl's eye Glory days Glory days, yeah! What about this? Alright! Oh, yeah! Alright! Come on now! Alright! Oh, yeah! Alright! Come on now! Oh, yeah! Uh-huh! Oh, yeah! Uh-huh! Alright, boys! Keep rocking now! Oh, glory days!