G G7 C At a bar down in Dallas an old man chimed inD7 G And they thought he was out of his headG7 C And all being young men they just laughed it offD7 G D7 When they heard what this old man saidG G7 C He said I'll never again turn the young ladies' headsD7 G Or go running off into the windG7 C I'm three quarters home from the start to the endD7 G D7 And I wish I was eighteen againG G7 C Oh I wish I was eighteen againD7 G And going where I've never beenG7 C Now old folks and old oaks standing tall just pretendD7 G D7 I wish I was eighteen againG G7 C Time turns the pages and life goes so fastD7 G The years turn the dark hair all grayG7 C I talk to some young folks but they don't understandD7 G D7 The words this old man's got to say Repeat #3A7 D7 G Oh I wish I was eighteen again
I Wish I Were 18 Again
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