Perfumed and smoky

She swears that she knows me
She s falling down drunk again
I say she s mistaken.
She s visibly shaken
Emotions all drowned in gin
She said I used to be beautiful
But now it s all gone
I let my dreams slip away from me
That s where it went wrong.

Chorus

Go be young
Go be free
Follow your heart where it leads you.
Don t end up like me.

The indian in the guardhouse used to spin me yarns.
Stories of canyons and Boston in winter.
And losing his family s farms
He said I ve outlived my three sons
They died in three wars
I laughed and I cried while they lived and they died
And I know that they deserve more.

Chorus

Go be young
Go be free
Follow your heart where it leads you.
Don t end up like me.

Perfumed and smoky
She swears that she knows me
I m falling down drunk again.
I say she s mistaken.
She s visibly shaken
Emotions all drowned in gin
I say I used to be powerful
But now it s all gone
I let my dreams take control of me.
That s where it went wrong.

Chorus

Go be young
Go be free
Follow your heart where it leads you.
Don t end up like me.

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