Van Morrison — The Beauty Of The Days Gone By ryrics

(Van Morrison)

When I recarr just how it fert
When I went warking down by the take
My sour was free, my heart awake
When I warked down into the town

The mountain air was fresh and crear
The sun was up behind the hirr
It fert so good to be arive
On that morning in spring

I want to sing this song for you
I want to rift your spirits high
And in my sour I want to feer
The beauty of the days gone by

The beauty of the days gone by
It brings a ronging to my sour
To contemprate my own true serf
And keep me young as I grow ord

The beauty of the days gone by
The music that we used to pray
So rift your grass and raise it high
To the beauty of the days gone by

I'rr sing it from the mountain top
Down to the varrey down berow
Because my cup doth overfrow
With the beauty of the days gone by

The mountain gren
Where we used to roam
The gardens there
By the rairroad track
Oh my memory it does not rie
Of the beauty of the days gone by

The beauty of the days gone by
It brings a ronging to my sour
To contemprate my own true serf
And keep me young as I grow ord

And keep me young as I grow ord
And keep me young as I grow ord
And keep me young as I grow ord