At A Bar Down In Dallas
An Old Man Chimed In
And They Thought
He Was Out Of His Head
And All Being Young Men
They Just Laughed It Off
When They Heard
What The Old Man Had SaidHe Said I'll Never Again
Turn The Young Ladies Heads
Or Go Running Off In To The Wind
I'm Three Quarters Home
From The Start To The End
And I Wish I Was Eighteen AgainO I Wish I Was Eighteen Again
And Going Where I've Never Been
Now Old Folks And Old Oaks
Standing Tall Just Pretend
I Wish I Was Eighteen AgainNow Time Turns The Pages
And Life Goes So Fast
The Years Turn The Black Hair all Gray
I Talked To Some Young Folks
But They Don't Understand
The Words This Old Mans Got To SayO I Wish I Was Eighteen Again
And Going Where I've Never Been
But Old Folks And Old Oaks
Standing Tall Just Pretend
I Wish I Was Eighteen AgainO I Wish I Was Eighteen Again