Lyrics

Words by Warren Zevon

CHORUS Don't let us get sick
Dont let us get old
Don't let us get stupid alright
Just make us be brave
Make us play nice
And let us be together tonight

The sky was on fire
As I walked to the mill
To pick up the slack in the line
I thought of my friends
And the trouble they had
To keep me from thinking of mine

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The moon had a face
It smiles on the lake
It causes the ripples in time
I'm lucky to be here
With someone I like
Who causes my spirits to shine

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