Ian McNabb

Ain't it good to wake up in the morning, Ain't it good to fall asleep at night
Ain't it good to stand up in the sunlight, And have your baby tell you it's alright
Hanging out with just a few companions, no-one on the take or on the make
Getting into trouble at the weekend, Getting into something for the sake

Everybodies talking 'bout the old times, Everybodies living in the past
Everybodies trying to recapture, Something that was never meant to last
Treasure every moment you hear music, Let the laughter fill you up inside
Think of all the precious time your wasting, Waiting for a good thing to arrive

Think of all the things you could be missing, Crying 'bout another rainy day
Time is ticking by and you're just wishing, Before you know it life has slipped away
Think of all the lost souls who got tired, What they wouldn't give to be around
So many seem to leave before they're ready, So many things are lost and never found

Here in the Heydays, Great Days, Now Days, Good Days

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