remember my friends from the golden years
always together in the future dreams
guitar on my back day by day
we found some good songs to play
remember the first trip in a citroen dyane
one hand on the wheel one hand on the pen
until we reached the promised land
a better place to understand
maybe we know more than before
we went 'round the block more an' more
just before we know we really aren't strangers... anymore
remember the best nights cool and young
when we were so simple and dumb
united we stand with the choices we made
to put one step in the right way
moral of the story for all of my friends
we're looking for the blues lost everywhere
blues-blues-blues, blues-blues-blues, blues-blues-blues... where are you?

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