that old time feeling

and that old time feelin' goes sneakin' down the hall

like an old gray cat in winter

keepin' close to the wall

and that old time feelin' comes stumblin' up the street

like an old salesman kickin' the papers from his feet

and that old time feelin' draws circles around the blok

like old women with no children

holdin' hands with the clock

and that old time feelin' fall on it's face in the park

like and old wino prayin' he can make it till it's dark

and that old time feelin' comes and goes in the rain

like an old man with his checkers

dyin' to find a game

and that old time feelin' plays for beer in bars

like and old blues-time picker who don't recall who you are

and that old time feelin' limps through the night on a crutch

like an old soldier wonderin' if he's paid too much

and that old time feelin' rocks and spits and cries

like and old lover rememberin' the girl with the clear blue eyes