Go Be Young

The perfumed and smoky she swears that she knows me She's falling down drunk again I say she's mistaken she's visibly shaken Emotions all drowned in gin She said, "I used to be beautiful But now it's all gone I'd let my dreams slip away from me That's where it went wrong" Go be young, go be free And follow your heart where it leads you And don't end up like me Don't end up like me The Indian in the guardhouse Used to spin me yarns The stories of canyons and Boston in winter Losing his family's farms He said, "I've outlived my three sons They died in three wars" I laughed and I cried while they lived and they died And I know that they deserve more Go be young, go be free And follow your heart where it leads you And don't end up like me Don't end up like me And don't end up like me Don't end up like me Go be young, go be free Follow your heart where it leads you Don't end up like me And don't end up like me Don't end up like me