| Song | We Used To Know |
| Artist | Jethro Tull |
| Album | Through The Years |
| Whenever I get to feel this way | |
| Hard to find new words to say | |
| I think about the bad old days | |
| We used to know | |
| Nights of winter turn me cold | |
| Fears of dying and getting old | |
| We ran the race and the race was won | |
| By running slowly | |
| Could be soon when | |
| I cease to sound | |
| Slowly upstairs, faster down | |
| Ah, then to revisit stony grounds | |
| We used to know | |
| Remembering mornings, shillings spared | |
| It made no sense to leave the bed | |
| Oh, the bad old days, they came and went | |
| Ha, giving way to fruitful years |