When I was seventeen, handsome, proud and brave
Had a Lady and this Lady stole my soul away
Living, loving, singing songs, playing rock and roll
Never ending happy days, who could ask for more!

Forty seven, still alive, missing happy days
Working hard to get some cash, will we play again?
Broken guitar, rusted drums, symbols of the past
Our inner, real music that no longer lasts

But one day I will find you, it will be the lucky day
And please, be always ready to play with me again

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