x[Verse 1] Em B7 Whenever I get to feel this way, D A Try to find new words to say, C G F# I think about the bad old days B We used to know. [Verse 2] Nights of winter turn me cold -- Fears of dying, getting old. We ran the race and the race was won By running slowly. [Verse 3] Could be soon well cease to sound, Slowly upstairs, faster down. Then to revisit stony grounds, We used to know. [Verse 4] Remembering mornings, shillings spent, Made no sense to leave the bed. The bad old days they came and went Giving way to fruitful years. [Verse 5] Saving up the birds in hand While in the bush the others land. Take what we can before the man Says its time to go. [Verse 6] Each to his own way Ill go mine. Best of luck in what you find. But for your own sake remember times We used to know.