From the recording One Light Town
For old times’ sake I’m gona light this fire with a spark in birchbark strip. Going to hang my clothes right off the line, enjoy an evening dip.
For old times’ sake gona carve a hook and tie an elk hair fly. Gona drift my tricksters offering to the first cutthroat I find.
Yeah, for old times’ sake, for old time sake. Going to live my life beneath these pines, appreciate the day. For old times sake.
For old times’ sake gona get my firewood with a steel hand saw. Gona leave my chainsaw and chaps at home, fell off fir so tall.
For old time’s sake going to stare up at them stars up in the sky. Going to place my face into his hands and give belief a try.
Yeah for old times sake, for old time sake. Going to live my life beneath these pines, appreciate the day. For old times’ sake.