At a bar down in Dallas
An old man chimed in
And I thought he

Was out of his head

Just being a young man

I just laughed it off
When I heard what
That old man had said


He said, I'll never again
Turn the young ladies heads

Or go running off into the wind

I'm three quarters home

From the start to the end
And I wish I was eighteen again


I wish I was eighteen again
And going where I've never been
But old folks and old oaks

Standing tall just pretend
I wish I was eighteen again


Now time turns the pages
And, oh, life goes so fast
The years turn the

Black hair all grey

I talked to some young folks

Hey, they don't understand
The words this old man's got to say


I wish I was eighteen again
And going where I've never been
But old folks and old oaks

Standing tall just pretend
I wish I was eighteen again


Lord, I wish I was eighteen again