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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gordon Lightfoot
Gordon Lightfoot
Vocals
Nick DeCaro
Nick DeCaro
Accordion
John Stockfish
John Stockfish
Bass Guitar
Richard Haynes
Richard Haynes
Bass Guitar
Jim Gordon
Jim Gordon
Drums
Red Shea
Red Shea
Guitar
Terry Clements
Terry Clements
Guitar
Jack Zaza
Jack Zaza
Instrument
Pee Wee Charles
Pee Wee Charles
Pedal Steel Guitar
Milt Holland
Milt Holland
Percussion
Jackie Ward Singers
Jackie Ward Singers
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gordon Lightfoot
Gordon Lightfoot
Songwriter
Nick DeCaro
Nick DeCaro
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Herschberg
Lee Herschberg
Mixing Engineer
Lenny Waronker
Lenny Waronker
Producer

Lyrics

I think this time you've said enough to make me want to leave this place Still I keep coming back for more of the same to fan the dying flame Here inside these walls that seem to move a little closer every day There must be a way out of this crazy game we play out to the end Let us just pretend a while Think about the good things now and then I think this time that was the best time that we two had ever known We tried the handle of the house upon the shore and found the open door Once inside we found a curious moonbeam doing dances on the floor We were only playing like two children who had stayed away from school Two of us could not be wrong Heaven knows who keeps the golden rule I think this time we've learned enough to know that nothing is the same But still the pounding of my heart hasn't changed and leavin's so strange Here among my thoughts of you I find a gentle longing to be free There must be a way out of this crazy game we play out to the end Take away the in-between Think about the good things now and then We will see the day when you or I will stay or face up to the end Let us just pretend a while And think about the good things now and then
Writer(s): Gordon Lightfoot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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