So The Years Roll On (Ian McCalman) Nick, Stephen, Ian line-up
Three hundred gigs or more each year
The sixties floated by in beer
No money....... no fear
The game had just begun
The seventies stole the innocence
No control , but we had the sense
To know our worth and keep the friends
We met along the way
One drink…… before I go
To walk on stage for the final show
And thinking back, I just don’t know
Did it change anyone but me?
One drink…… we went along
To the Waverley Bar we sang a song
Three minutes…. it was done
And so the years rolled on
The nineteen -eighties, staggering along
Another face…. a different song
Where had…. the years gone,
But we had far to go
The nineties next … the singers’ curse
Tunes so fast that we feared the worst
And every kid played better than us
But still we did OK
The Millennium changed, we missed the signs
A good man went before his time
Damn near ….. the end of the line
But we survived again
Round this world in an old grey van
I recall how it all began
For better or worse I’m the man I am
I’d do it all again
6 thousand gigs ….just one more
Then exit left through the old stage door
The voice has gone and the back is sore
I’d do it all again