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Twenty Golden Years Ago - David McWilliams
Oh the rain
The weary rain
Stutters on my window sill
Night I guess is on the wane
All around has grown so still
Here I sit with coffee cup
Ah it was rare I watched it flow
In the tavern where I'd sup
Twenty golden years ago
Twenty years ago alas
But stay it is half past twelve o'clock
Oh how the hours do slip away
And how the weary minutes mock
For night and morn are wet and cold
And my fire is dwindling low
Yet I had fire enough when young
Twenty golden years ago
In my wish
To show them plain
Did I paint them honestly
Wifeless friendless halt and lame
Were they but as pawns to me
I who never reasoned why
Blind unjust and harsh I know
Yet I did live
I was alive
Twenty golden years ago
Tick and tock
No sound but time's
And the howling winding rain
Tattooed through my withered rhymes
Time
And time again
Of all my hopes ambitions schemes
These pages all that's left to show
Gone are all my lofty dreams
Twenty golden years ago
