I was just leaving town Didn't think you'd come Didn't you'd come around Long legged coast "will call" Tickets to the shore And the open road So John For-bid I Say something I don't mean What did, I know Of my heart at 17? Crooked sermons And 3 words that don't mean nothing Wish I had known That we were too young to live this old That you were too young to live this old I've never been this stoned Ever felt this grey Never cured this cold So spare me the long goobye So long, I tried But i'll cheat this time