Had to give up all the things he loves the most
Has to step outside any time he feels the urge to smoke
Didn’t recognise the old lady on the bus
As the Trinity queen
He remembers she once was so beautiful

Rusted almost down to her wheels
Covered up to keep the dust off his ’65 MG
He went to take her out for a spin
But she don’t want to start
He remembers she once was so beautiful

Yesterdays of gold
They still seem so close
When did it get not to be ‘73

‘73
‘73

Yesterdays of gold
They still seem so close
When did it get not to be ‘73

The piano hasn’t been in tune for years
He ought to give it away
But when she played it was music to her ears
All it’s good for now is holding picture frames
Reminding him of different times that once
Were so beautiful
So beautiful

Yesterdays of gold
They still seem so close
When did it get not to be ‘73
‘73
‘73