A Toast to the Times

Here's a toast to the times that have been here and gone
Everywhere I go those echoes ring
And here's a toast, to all the songs we sang--
And to all the songs we've yet to sing

Our feet were fast, our bodies light
Our song bags spilled and were filled every night
We tried on songs, like pairs of boots
We never knew they'd become our roots

So here's a toast, to the times, that have been here and gone
Everywhere I go those echoes ring
And here's a toast, to all the songs we sang--
And to all the songs we've yet to sing

We dug up tunes from another time
Some songs were new, gathered fresh from the vine
And every song was a little play
Whose magic spell led us far away

So here's a toast, to the times, that have been here and gone
Everywhere I go, those echoes ring
And here's a toast, to all the songs we sang--
And to all the songs we've yet to sing

Here's to the tunes that brought us through
And the people who passed along what they knew
Here's to the friends who've traveled on
I hear them still when we sing their songs

So here's a toast, to the times, that have been here and gone
Everywhere I go, those echoes ring
And here's a toast, to all the songs we sang--
And to all the songs we've yet to sing

So here's a toast, to the times, that have been here and gone
Everywhere I go, those echoes ring
And here's a toast, to all the songs we sang--
And to all the songs we've yet to sing