| When I was a young boy I lived for rock n roll
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| We spent our time playing gigs and traveling on the road
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| And we didnt have much money and the gigs were sometimes rough
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| But playing music for the people seemed to be enough
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| And the music is so sweet that it makes me tap my feet
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| And my mind is very high, I can almost touch the sky
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| Now I am a young man dressed in sparkling coloured clothes
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| A country house and sixty acres are a heavy load
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| We still have no money but we have some nice things
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| Possession is, possessions are the trait that money brings
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| And the snowflakes are so sweet as they fall around our feet
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| And my mind is very high, I can almost feel the sky
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| Now I am an old man, I know exactly what to do Never ask a question or ever give an answer to you
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| And when you pass me by and you drop a penny in my hat
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| Dont feel sorry on my account cause life can be like that
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| And the music is so sweet that it makes me tap my feet
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| And my mind is very high, I can almost feel the sky
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| And the river rolls along like a never ever ending song
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| And the river rolls along like a never ever ending song |