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