When I Was Young

The rooms were so much colder then
My father was a soldier then
And times were very hard
When I was young, when I was young
I smoked my first cigarette at ten
And for girls I had a bad yen
And I had quite a gall
When I was young

When I was young it was more important
They'd more pain but they laughed much louder yeah
When I was young, when I was young

I met my first love at thirteen
She was brown and I was pretty green
And I learned quite a lot
When I was young, when I was young

When I was young it was more important
They'd more pain but they laughed much louder yeah
When I was young, when I was young

My faith was so much stronger then
I believed in fellow man
And I was so much older then
When I was young, when I was young
When I was young, when I was young
When I was young, when I was young

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