Lyric The Old Crown
The Old Crowd
Lesley Gore
Sometimes I get to thinkin bout days gone by
And I start cryin every time
What I wouldn t give if I could just relive
One day with those old friends of mine
No one ever planned it, but every day at 4
We would get together at the corner candy store
We would just ignore the sign "No dancing allowed"
Oh wo yeah, I miss the old crowd
Sally was the funny one, Sue wore the hippest clothes
Eddie was the wise guy, was always one of those
Johnny used to sing off-key before he was allowed
Oh wo yeah, I miss the old crowd
Well now, it s funny when high school gets all through
Friendships always come to an end
Everybody tells you they ll keep in touch, yeah
But you don t see them again, oh no
It s not that I m unhappy; I know I still have you
But I still think about those good times we knew
We were so carefree & our thoughts were out loud
Oh wo yeah, I miss the old crowd
(repeat & fade):
Yeah, I miss the old crowd
From: Collins Crapo
Lesley Gore:
http://www.srv.net/~roxtar/lyrics/gore_lesley.html
Lesley Gore
Sometimes I get to thinkin bout days gone by
And I start cryin every time
What I wouldn t give if I could just relive
One day with those old friends of mine
No one ever planned it, but every day at 4
We would get together at the corner candy store
We would just ignore the sign "No dancing allowed"
Oh wo yeah, I miss the old crowd
Sally was the funny one, Sue wore the hippest clothes
Eddie was the wise guy, was always one of those
Johnny used to sing off-key before he was allowed
Oh wo yeah, I miss the old crowd
Well now, it s funny when high school gets all through
Friendships always come to an end
Everybody tells you they ll keep in touch, yeah
But you don t see them again, oh no
It s not that I m unhappy; I know I still have you
But I still think about those good times we knew
We were so carefree & our thoughts were out loud
Oh wo yeah, I miss the old crowd
(repeat & fade):
Yeah, I miss the old crowd
From: Collins Crapo
Lesley Gore:
http://www.srv.net/~roxtar/lyrics/gore_lesley.html