Oh man, those were the days
Living off the highway 35
Working for the Braniff
Living large at Corral City
Corral City, Corral City
Eighteen single wides
And a liquor store
Corral City, Corral City
Who could ask for anything more?
Oh man, I remember those days
Getting on the highway 35
Driving to the airport
Leaving loves in Corral City
Coral City, Corral City
Eighteen single wides
And a liquor store
Corral City, Corral City
Who could ask for anything more?
Oh, wow, were those the days!
Getting high on the way; what a life
Smoothing out the airways
Living lucky in Corral City
Corral City, Corral City
Eighteen single wides
And a liquor store
Corral City, Corral City
Who could ask for anything more?
Oh now, where went those days?
Forgetting how I got to 35
Staring at the speedway
Leaving late from Corral City
Corral City, Corral City
Eighteen single wides
And a liquor store
Corral City, Corral City
Who could ask for anything more?
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For my buddy, Tim - it was going to be country, but I was listening to Sinatra when I wrote it, so it came out a little swing.
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