Twenty Years
There are twenty years to goAnd twenty ways to knowWho will wearWho will wear the hat
There are twenty years to goThe best of all I hopeEnjoy the rideThe medicine showAnd thems the breaksFor we designer fakesWe need to concentrateOn more than meets the eye
There are twenty years to goThe faithful and the lowThe best of startsThe broken heart, the stone
There are twenty years to goThe punch-drunk and the blowThe worst of startsThe mercy part, the phone
And thems the breaksFor we designer fakesWe need to concentrateOn more than meets the eye
Then it’s the breaksFor we designer fakesBut it's you I take’Cause you're the truth not I
There are twenty years to goA golden age I knowBut all will passWill end too fast you know
There are twenty years to goAnd many friends I hopeThough some may hold the roseSome hold the rope
That's the endAnd that's the start of itThat's the wholeAnd that's the part of itThat's the highAnd that's the heart of itThat's the longAnd that's the short of itThat's the bestAnd that's the test in itThat's the doubtThe doubt, the trust in itThat's the sightAnd that's the sound of itThat's the giftAnd that's the trick in it
You're the truth not I (x8)