Texty: Harry Chapin. Changes.

And all the changes keep on changing
And the good old days, they say they're gone
Only wise men and some new born fools
Say that they know what's going on

I was cramped into a coffee house pew
Two dollar coke in my hand
Listenin' to the music run
Through and out of a drowning man
.

Ten years ago I first heard him singin'
To a screamin' crazy crowd
Now there's thirteen loyal people
Tryin' to sound that loud

And I wonder as I watch him now
Why his songs don't turn me on
He got me into music
Where has the fragile magic gone?

And all the changes keep on changin'
And the good old days, they say they're gone
Only wise men and some new born fools
Say that they know what's goin' on

But I sometimes think the difference is
Just in how I think and see
And that the only changes goin' on
Are just goin' on in me
And that the only changes goin' on
Are just goin' on in me

There I was in you Air Force
Uncle Sam, you owned my brain
I tried to see myself as a sex mad savior
Sailin' on a silver plane

I started out to do my duty, ended up just doing time
What is it about you my mother of a country
Makes so many change our minds

You know you had me on your honor roll
For your dream, I would die
Now I would not even cross the street
To help you live a lie

And all the changes keep on changing
And the good old days, you know they're gone
Only wise men and some new born fools
Say that they know what's goin' on

But I sometimes think the difference is
Just in how I think and see
And that the only changes going on
Are just going on in me
And that the only changes going on
Are just going on in me