Paul McCartney - Early Days Lyrics
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Early Days
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What Are The Lyrics For Early Days By Paul McCartney?
They can't take it from me, if they try
I lived through those early days So many times I had to change the pain to laughter Just to keep from getting crazed Dressed in black from head to toe Two guitars across our backs We would walk the city roads Seeking someone who would listen to the music That we were writing down at home But they can't take it from me, if they try I lived through those early days So many times I had to change the pain to laughter Just to keep from getting crazy Hair slicked back with Vaseline Like the pictures on the wall Of the local record shop Hearing noises we were destined to remember We willed the thrill to never stop May sweet memories of friends from the past Always come to you, when you look for them And your inspiration, long may it last May it comes to you time and time again Now everybody seems to have their own opinion Who did this and who did that But as for me I don't see how they can remember When they weren't where it was at And they can't take it from me, if they try I lived through those early days So many times I had to change the pain to laughter Just to keep from getting crazy I lived through those early days I lived through those early days |
Who Wrote Early Days By Paul McCartney?
Paul Mccartney
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What's The Duration Of The Early Days By Paul McCartney?The duration of Early Days is 4:08 minutes and seconds. |
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