Those were the days my friend, we thought they'd never end, we'd sing and dance forever and a day

We'd live the life we choose, we'd fight and never loose, those were the days, oh yes those were the days!

Maddogg, you're lucky man and you definitely know the meaning of working smart. I'm glad you're making it in life. There's more yet to come. When the grey hair glistens in the morning sun, and you hide your wrinkles behind your sunglasses, and your children have to repeat what they say to you......think of those days.

Prabhat, we all want the keep the good old days under our pillows. So that when we're feeling blue we can take it out, look at the black and whites and remember when grandma chased you around the house with a stick in her hand....when you ran around barefoot....and now all you can do is think of those days.

Sweet days when we were sweet young things, will never come again. In time to come the memories will go further and further away.