When We Were Younger Men | BJ Barham

🎵 When We Were Younger Men | BJ Barham 🎵 - Length: 0:4:26

When We Were Younger Men - Written by BJ Barham Recorded Live June 29, 2025 Live from Norfolk Street is an on-going concert series recorded live at McGonigel's Mucky Duck in Houston, Texas. Our live-streamed concert series is listener supported. For access to our catalog of full length shows, extras, encores, and interviews, become a contributing member at: https://livefromnorfolkstreet.com/ Lyrics: I still hear the silence echo across the hardwood floor Screamin' as you cut across the room to that front door Nothin' lasts forever, but I'd've sworn you'd stay Ain't it funny how the good things in life seem to fade away? We were carryin' a heavy load 'Til one of use got tired of liftin' We were headed down a dead-end road In a car too far gone for fixin' When I think about that summer and I still hear the sounds Petty on the radio, "I Won't Back Down" I called you a brother, but you were closer than my kin And it kills me knowin' you may never pass my way again But I hope that every now and then You look back fondly on the days when we were younger men We packed up that 350 Ford Econoline With hopes and dreams and other childish things men learn to leave behind Spent a decade doin' circles, not knowin' what's in store Each town more magical than the town before But we lost track of time And the dark hair of our youth started to whiten I watched my father's face become mine And the cruel hands of truth started to tighten I still think about that summer, so long ago it seems Petty on the radio, us "Runnin' Down a Dream" I called you a brother, but you were closer than my kin And it kills me knowin' you may never pass my way again But I hope that every now and then You look back fondly on the days when we were younger men I remember back before that pendulum had swung Back before we said the things that couldn't be undone I remember back when we were wild and we were young I think about that summer, how it passed us by Petty on the radio, us "Learnin' How to Fly" I called you a brother, but you were closer than my kin And it kills me knowin' you may never pass my way again But I hope that every now and then You will look back fondly on the days when we were younger men