Used to Be

There used to be A barn over there

A white fence On top of that hill

Spent hours and hours Working in that field

There used to be A barn over there

Oh how things Have changed

My hands are Worn and old

That old barn Was mine

Some 30 years Ago

There used to be A barn over there

There used to be a Tree that stood right here

Tire swing Hanging on a limb

Where the kids played hours And hours on end

There used to be a Tree that stood right here

Oh how things Have changed

Yeah time it Takes its toll

And that old tree Was mine

Now those days Are gone

There used to be a Tree that stood right here

Oh how things Have changed

Now those days are gone

That old barn Was mine

Some 30 years Ago

There used to be a Tree that stood right here