Steve Earle - That Old Time Feeling lyrics

That old time feeling goes
Sneaking down the hall
Like an old gray cat in winter
Keeping close to the wall
And that old time feeling goes
Stumblin' down the street
Like an old salesman kicking the
Papers from his feet

And that old time feeling draws
Circles round the block
Like old women with no children
Holding hands with the clock
And that old time feeling falls on
It's face in the park
Like an old wino praying he can
Make it until it’s dark

That old time feeling comes and
Goes in the rain
Like an old man with his checkers
He's dying to find a game
That old time feeling plays for beer in bars
Like an old blues-time picker who
Don't recall who you are
That old time feeling limps through
The night on a crutch
Like an old soldier wondering if
He paid too much
And that old time feeling rocks
And spit's and cries
Like an old lover remembering the girl
With the clear blue eyes

And that old time feeling goes
Sneaking down the hall
Like an old gray cat in winter
Keeping close to the wall