i recall the days
spent lazin in the shade
of that old elm
passin round thoughts
on what the world could be
if we could shape things
on what we would do
if we could make things

i recall the nights
spent with thouse female friends
and lovers tween the sheets
finding a thousand ways
to make a smile
and fumblin thru a thousand more
to make a moan

measure me not by who you once thought i was
measure me by the life iv lead
measure me by the times iv stood
when others would have walked away
the joys iv shared in
and thouse who remember me
for who i am

these days
are bright in the minds eye
bright in the heart
there is hope enough
to carry me through
enough to sooth my soul

its gonna be a great day