I Was a Young Boy

Well I was a young boy with nothing to loose
but respect for reflections and friends that I choose,
but you came and saved me from swallowing hurt,
picked me up by my feet as they dragged through the dirt.
Oh, I feel like a king
when I listen to songs that we used to sing
as we’d sit on veranders
and drink cheap red wine
if I die tomorrow
I’ll die happy knowing you’re mine
Well I was a young man with nothing to gain
a hangover addiction no girl to my name
No place to call home
No phone to call you
No-oneto make tea for
is it one sugar or two
Oh, I feel like a king
when I listen to songs that we used to sing
as we’d sit on veranders
and drink cheap red wine
if I die tomorrow
I’ll die happy knowing you’re mine
Tell me you want to be happy and I’ll try
Whisper softly and the echoes of lonesome blues trailing away
For I was a young boy illiterate fool
I was without directions or acceptable rules
You came and saved me from suffering pain
Made my heart tremble just by saying my name
Oh, I feel like a king
when I listen to songs that we used to sing
as we’d sit on veranders
and drink cheap red wine
if I die tomorrow
I’ll die happy knowing you’re
Oh, I feel like a king
when I listen to songs that we used to sing
as we’d sit on veranders
and drink cheap red wine
if I die tomorrow
I’ll die happy knowing you’re mine