Today I got to thinking how fast the years go by
But to me it doesnt matter much I know
Until perhaps I mention a happening from the past

And the answer is but that was years ago

Im always at the sale yards when the cattle sales are on

Sitting with the buyers on the rail
Oh I like to watch the cattle as they mill around the yard
And live my dream until my memory fails


I used to dream on night watch round the cattle camp
Of the day Ill have a small place of my own

And breed a line of Angus or perhaps an Angus cross
Or shorthorns with a little touch of roan


And then when I was married and maybe had a son
Oh Id teach him all the things that he should know
The type of lines to carry and the way the lines should cross

All forgotten now and that was years ago
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But I never had a wife and son it didnt work out right

And my dreams have gone the way that most dreams go
So Ill let the past lie sleeping no use to wake it now
All buried with my dreams of long ago


Tomorrow is a sale day so Ill be down there again
Bright and early when the auctioneer lets go

And the pen of fats hes selling could even have been mine
Oh but whats the use my dream was years ago


Today I got to thinking how fast the years go by
But to me it doesnt matter much I know
Until perhaps I mention a happening from the past

And the answer is but that was years ago