that old time feeling

and that old time feeling goes sneakin' down the hall

like an old gray cat in winter

keepin' close to the wall

and that old time feeling comes stumblin' up the street

like an old salesman kickin' the papers from his feet

and that old time feeling draws circles around the block

like old women with no children

holdin' hands with the clock

and that old time feeling falls on its face in the park

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

and that old time feeling comes and goes in the rain

like an old man with his checkers

dyin' to find a game

and that old time feeling plays for beer in bars

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

and that old time feeling limps through the night on a crutch

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

and that old time feeling rocks and spits and cries

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

and that old time feeling goes sneakin' down the hall

like an old gray cat in winter

keepin' close to the wall