Roy Clark 11/15/2018 RIP
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Yesterday when I was young 
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the taste of life was sweet like rain upon my tongue 
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I teased at life as if it were a foolish game 
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the way an evening breeze would tease a candle flame 
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The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned 
               G                            C 
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand 
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I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day 
    B7         Em 
and only now I see how the years have run away 
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Yesterday when I was young 
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there were so many songs that waited to be sung, 
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so many wild pleasures lay in store for me 
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and so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see 
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I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out 
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I never stopped to think what life was all about 
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and every conversation that I can now recall 
   B7                 Em 
concerned itself with me and nothing else at all 


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Yesterday the moon was blue 
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and every crazy day brought something new to do 
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I used my magic age as if it were a wand 
    B7            Em 
and never saw the waste and emptiness beyond 
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The game of love I played with arrogance and pride 
                  G                      C 
and every flame I lit so quickly quickly died 
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The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away 
    B7        Em 
and only I am left on stage to end the play 

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There are so many songs in me that won't be sung 
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I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue 
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The time has come for me to pay for yesterday when I was young