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25 Years
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The story of my 25th High School reunion
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A Texas born Portland, Maine songwriter, composer, arranger and instrumentalist, Ben Walter's music encompasses the genres of Americana, folk rock, and alternat
As a Texas born Portland, Maine songwriter, Ben's music is reflective of the Texas songwriting tradtion that bred in alternative country, americana, folk rock genres. As an accomplished fingerstyle and lead guitarist, orchestrator and lyricist, Ben's songs pose an insightfully realistic, yet optomistic scene of the world and the American experience.
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Rock Folk Rock
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Peak #580
Peak in subgenre #27
Author
Ben Walter
Rights
2005 PortCitySongworks
Uploaded
May 03, 2006
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 3:52
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Well in twenty five years a lot can change Those senior mug shots look so strange With those baby faces and that long hair Now there’s a China town out West Bellaire In twenty five years – and I’ve stayed in touch And never really thought about it all that much But then it hit me like a ton of lead And got stuck inside my head Well it started ‘bout a couple of months ago Plans were made - the time went slow I didn’t really know what we had in store ‘til we busted in through Dave’s back door Then we drove around town for an hour or two And landed at our favorite bar-b-q Past every place we used to know Smoked brisket and cornbread to go CHORUS The sun still rules the Texas sky We sweat all day and it stings my eye We stay up all night ‘til the moon goes down This room keeps spinning around Twenty five years went by so fast (1)We drink beer reliving the past (2) And some of us still live in the past (3) I guess I never really thought it would last Those little trees are ten times tall But I don’t feel that old at all Hey look at me Casey I aint wearing socks Now it’s hard to tell a head from a jock There’s nothing that you can do about it anymore We’re hanging in the parking lot looking to score Goofy said “I don’t give a damn I do what I do and I am what I am” as Bobby blew our way in the door of the Continental Club all charged up for more CHORUS After twenty five years the stories told Of long lost souls who never grow old But they never come around and show us their face And the rumors fly – what a disgrace But a bone in the backyard of Brady’s place Laughin’ and staring out into space Lori said there was no better time Than those year we left behind CHORUS So let me buy you another beer ‘Cause the future never looked so clear in twenty-five years
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