Then along come two they got nothin' but their jeans. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Today still wanted by the government they survive as soldiers of fortune. Boy the way Glen Miller played. Songs that made the hit parade. Guys like us we had it made. Those were the days.
Boy the way Glen Miller played.Then along come two they got nothin' but their jeans. Flying away on a wing and a prayer. Who could it be? Believe it or not its just me. Today still wanted by the government they survive as soldiers of fortune. Boy the way Glen Miller played. Songs that made the hit parade. Guys like us we had it made. Those were the days.
