Age
Jim Croce, 1969
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verse 1
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verse 2 & 3
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I've been up and down and around, around and back again.
I've been so many places I can't remember where or when.
And my only boss was the clock on the wall and my only friend.
Never really was a friend at all.
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I've traded love for pennies, sold my soul for less.
Lost my ideals in that long tunnel of time.
I've turned inside out and around about and back and then.
Found myself right back where I started again.
Once I had myself a million now I only got a dime.
The difference don't seem quite as bad today.
With a nickel or a million I was searching all the time,
For something that I never lost or left behind.
Now I'm in my second circle and I'm heading for the top.
I've learned a lot of thing along the way.
I'll be careful while I'm climbin' 'cause it hurts a lot to drop,
And when you're down nobody gives a damn anyway.