[00:09.06]The times we had, oh, when the wind would blow[00:15.73]With rain and snow were not all bad[00:21.22]We put our feet just where they had, had to go[00:29.95]Never to go[00:35.11]The shattered soul following close but nearly twice as slow[00:44.79]In my good times there were always golden rocks to throw[00:52.85]At those who admit defeat too late[01:00.52]Those were our times, those were our times[02:19.28]And I will love to see that day, that day is mine[02:27.90]When she will marry me outside with the willow trees[02:36.67]And play the songs we made, they made me so[02:46.03]And I would love to see that day, her day was mine