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
