Standard (EADGBE)

Youthful hearts

Get stretched along the road

And buried under all they’ve come to know

Living fast

This wilderness won’t last

These days just blow away into the past

If I get old I’m living easy

Find a nice old country home

Let the land do what she wants to

Leave her wild and overgrown

And when I’m sure my days are numbered

Find a nice place in the field

And thank that little voice inside my head

For such good company

And when we got here we were young men

All it’s done is make us old

Left to die out in these frozen fields

So far away from home

And if i live to see the end I’m going to make a brand new start

But I’ll never be the same again without my youthful heart