That Old Time Feeling

And that old time feeling
Goes sneaking down the hall
Like an old gray cat in winter
Keeping close to the wall
And that old time feeling
Comes stumbling down the street
Like an old salesman kicking
The papers from his feet

And that old time feeling
Draws circles around the block
Like old women with no children
Holding hands with the clock
And that old time feeling
Falls on it's face in the park
Like and old wino praying
He can make it until it's dark

And that old time feeling
Comes and goes in the rain
Like an old man with his checkers
He's dying to find a game
That old time feeling
Plays for beer in bars
Like and old blues time picker
Who don't recall who you are

And that old time feeling
Limps through the night on a crutch
Like an old soldier wondering
If he's paid too much
And that old time feeling
Rocks and spits, and cries
Like and old lover remembering
The girl with the clear blue eyes

And that old time feeling goes sneaking down the hall
Like an old gray cat in winter, keeping close to the wall