Words and music by David Massey

 

How you doing, Sugar Ray, with a wife and family?

It’s been so long since we spoke

We were young, we were brave, we were stupid but happy

Living our lives through the mists of our hopes.

I remember you singing the old Rock of Ages, with a glass of beer in your hand

Trying hard to be good, when the times they weren’t easy

As the years unexpectedly turned us to men.

Thinking of you now, in the morning and the evening

Maybe I’ll see  you, God willing , next year.

 

 

 

Sorry , Sugar Ray, I’m so bad at writing.   I live by the work of my hands

I hear we lost a friend, after all of our trying

So many things we can’t understand

How is your youngest?   I guess she’s not so young now

Won’t be long till she’s up and away

When we meet again, we can pick on our guitars,

And laugh while the day just goes slipping away.

Thinking of you now, in the morning and the evening

Maybe I’ll see you, God willing next year.

 

I remember you singing the old Rock of Ages, with a glass of beer in your hand

Trying hard to be good, when the times they weren’t easy

As the years unexpectedly turned us to men.

When we meet again, we can pick on our guitars

Have us a round, and the Sugar Ray Waltz.