Gainsborough's Goodfellas

Do you think back to when you were young ?

No matter where you are, do you remember where you came from ?

Do you remember your old school friends ?

Those endless summers that never seemed to end.

Now I truly believe what I was always told...

Those really were the days...

Why do we have to grow old.

We broke the rules everyday, we stood by each other...

No one got in our way.

Gainsborough’s Goodfellas never meant any harm...

Never alone or divided, always together and strong.

The old days are gone, but we grow old together...

A legend made on the streets that will live forever.

I often think of when we ran wild, mad and fearless days...

I was but an innocent child.

We were out every night, there was no tomorrow.

When I think back now there is a little sorrow.

We started out as friends but we lived one another...

We stood shoulder to shoulder, became brother to brother.

We broke the rules everyday, we stood by each other...

No one got in our way.

Gainsborough’s Goodfellas never meant any harm...

Never alone or divided, always together and strong.

The old days are gone, but we grow old together...

A legend made on the streets that will live forever.

I thought at the time it was a teenage phase...

But we became one, when I think back to those days...

I see...

Austin taking off his jewellery, ready to get stuck in with a punch.

Bob searching around for more to eat, even though he already had lunch.

Kev returning from the army running wild night and day...

Whitton the most sensible of all, making sure we were all OK.

Cobbold the old reliable friend, with the world upon our shoulders...

We walked the streets planning our lives, how it would be when we were older.

Dunne firing jokes out as if it was as easy to breathe...

Gaetano losing that temper of his so we’d often have to leave.

Ryan singing ronan, Scotty & Gav on liquid speed...

Wayne and his short trousers, we laughed so hard we couldn’t breathe.

Jussy always came across so full of sense...

Time I guess reveals all lost is all pretence.

Big Scotty with his open house...

Where we came to call home.

Gathering like a sacred brotherhood...

So we were never able to feel alone.

We broke the rules everyday, we stood by each other...

No one got in our way.

Gainsborough’s Goodfella’s never meant any harm...

Never alone or divided, always together and strong.

The old days are gone, but we grow old together...

A legend made on the streets that will live forever.

Those days are gone now and they will come again never...

But in my mind we will live forever...

As

Gainsborough’s Goodfellas.