Sentimental Side

They say there's a snake that can shed its skin
When the good old days are wearing thin
But the good old days have all withered and died
Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

They've been still in their tracks for many's the year
Through watching and waiting, they've made their careers
And they've got frozen hands like broken-down clocks
And hey wait by the door for opportunity's knock

And they say there's a snake that can shed its skin
When the good old days are wearing thin
But the good old days have all withered and died
Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

Tall tales and short stories, I know I'll hear them again
All about the time, do you remember when?
We were all local legends, or heroes at least
Has the truth been stretched about killing the beast?

And they say there's a snake that can shed its skin
When the good old days are wearing thin
But the good old days have all withered and died
Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

The circle is broken, now there's more than just one
And there's room to move where before there was none
And we stood in our circles and looked to the inside
Our backs to the world unaware of the outside

And they say there's a snake that can shed its skin
When the good old days are wearing thin
But the good old days have all withered and died
Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

They say there's a snake that can shed its skin
When the good old days are wearing thin
But the good old days have all withered and died
Some go on livin' on the sentimental side

They say there's a snake that can shed its skin