Roaring Days lyrics

(Thomas)
He stopped to change a tyre out near Warnambool,
His Chevy it was all over the road.
He pulled into town sometime in the early afternoon,
More than a normal travelling salesman, the guitar his only load.
And we were all there waitin`, in the Colac hall,
Our little legs a-swinging `neath the chairs,
But I just sucked a butter menthol and never once looked at the girls,
Would the `Cat Come Back` like last time? I fell into despair.
But here`s a go, let`s catch the show and lay your money down,
Cause Morton`s back in town.
And I still hear the way he played his old guitar,
And I still hear the way he sang those songs.
And I still hear his voice so crisp and clear above the crowd,
Do I remember? Am I joking?
Somehow it all just seems so strong.
And could he crack a whip?
You bet he could (don`t you make me laugh!)
And could he tell a joke? He would make you cry.
And could he hypnotise and do a dance and spin a yarn?
You name it, he could do it with the winkin` of an eye!
But here`s a go, let`s catch the show and lay your money down,
Cause Morton`s back in town.
Ain`t it funny how time passes, how the years just slip away.
And the memories we have they play their games.
And now it`s me who`s strumming guitars,
Now it`s me who`s travelling round,
But somehow I get the feeling that it isn`t quite the same...
For it was never quite this easy,
It was never quite this hard.
But it never made much sense to theorise,
When the show closed down you`d pack your things,
You`d soon be on your way.
First you see him, now you don`t,
He`d be gone before your very eyes.
But here`s a go, let`s catch the show and lay your money down,-acap