Spirit of The West - Sentimental Side lyrics

They say there's a snake that can shed it's skin

When the good old days are wearing thin, but

The good old days have all withered and died

Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

They've been still in their tracks

For many's the year

Through watching and waiting

They've made their careers

And they've got frozen hands

Like broken down clocks

And they wait by the door

For opportunity's knock

And they say there's a snake that can shed it's skin

When the good old days are wearing thin, but

The good old days have all withered and died

Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

Tall tales and short stories

I know I'll hear them again

All about the time, do you remember when?

We were all local legends

Or heores at least

Has the truth been stretched

About killing the beast?

And they say there's a snake that can shed it's skin

When the good old days are wearing thin, but

The good old days have all withered and died

Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

The circle is broken

Now there's more than just one

And there's room to move

Where before there was none

For we stood in our circles

And looked to the inside

Our backs to the world

Unaware of the outside

And they say there's a snake that can shed it's skin

When the good old days are wearing thin, but

The good old days have all withered and died

Some go on livin' on the sentimental...

They say there's a snake that can shed it's skin

When the good old days are wearing thin, but

The good old days have all withered and died

Some go on livin' on the sentimental...

They say there's a snake that can shed it's skin...