Gone Are All the Days

His world is closing in, it's getting smaller
He can't do the things he used to do
He used to dance the dance, now he's the caller
That's when he can remember what to do

He used to walk the walk and run the gauntlet
Rolling with the punches on the way
All of that is gone but he don't mourn it
Now he's lived to fight another day

Gone are all the days he put the world to rights
Gone are all the days of flying high
Gone are the old ways, now these are his best days
And he'll see you in the pasture by and by

Leave it to the kids to ride the treadmill
Now that it's their turn to earn their pay
His big wheel is coming to a standstill
He's done his shift and now it's time to play

When he thinks of all the roads he's travelled
And the dead end streets along the way
Now he's in the place he's always wanted
Here he is and here he's going to stay

Gone are all the days of working through the night
Gone are all the days of flying high
Gone are all the days, now these are his best days
And he'll see you in the pasture by and by

Gone are all the days he put the world to rights
Gone are all the days of flying high
Gone are the old ways, now these are his best days
And he'll see you in the pasture by and by
He'll see you in the pasture by and by