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of red-skin children 
That have never fully healed 
Ask a black man how he feels 

He's a nervous gifted child 
He's an old man been forgotten 
He's
I wake up one morning and it's passed you by
You don't know when and you don't know why
I feel like an old memory hangin' round
And man, we've got
days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know nowadays
It's the old man
He's got
the lap at?
Oz in the backpack, 26 years old, more hoes than the rat pack

Young man, young man, I don't want to hear that no mo'
Bitch I done grew up
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
the old days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they'd step back
When a young man walked by

But you know, nowadays
It's the old man
The young man held a gun to the head of God 
Stick this holy cow 
Put the audience in action 
Let the slaughtered take a bow 
The old man's
days
When a young man was a strong man
All the people, they stepped back
When a young man walked by

But you know nowadays
It's the old man, who's got
When I was a young boy in brooklyn
Going to public school
During recess in the concrete playground
They lined us up by twos
In alphabetical order,
He take the thunder from the mountain
He take the lightning from the sky
He bring the strong man to his bended knee
He make the young girls mama
I used to run in a young man's boots
With a young man's heart
And a young man's roots
But now I stand where a young man stood before
I don't run like
At a bar down in Dallas an old man chimed in
And they thought he was out of his head
And all being a young man they just laughed it off
When they
Hair black and wavy
Brilliantine slick, a pot - cleaning dandy
He was young and randy

Day to day, to day today
Then they were old, their lives wasted
sky turns black, turns black as if asleep
The king is dead so
Long live the man in me, by divine right

For all kings committed
For all kings old
Gravy
Hair black and wavy
Brilliantine slick, a pot - cleaning dandy,
He was young and randy

Day to day, to day... today
Then they were old, their
there's no old man to walk behind

Devoured by his pain
bewildered by the faces who pass him by

He'd like another name the one he's got's a curse
My old man was a good old man
Skilled in the moulding trade
In the stinking heat of the iron foundry
My old man was made
Down on his knees in
The old man is laughing tonight
He's young beyond his fears
But then the smile drops from his eyes
And we all wind up in tears

The old man's
The Spoiler
Follows you
In Spoiler's time
From place to place
Old man's eyes
In a young boy's face
Walking in
Another's skin
Secrets inside
Boy that bottle belongs to the devil
Better leave it on the shelf
Could be the old man wants it for himself
Well it hurts my heart to see a young
Well, the good times scratched a laugh
From the lungs of the young men
In a Deadwood saloon, South Dakota afternoon
And the old ones by the door
He take the thunder from the mountain
He take the lightning from the sky
He bring the strong man to his begging knee
He make the young girl's mama
Old man going.
Hopscotch of life will lead you to the grave.
Wet faces line the street, they will not be saved.
Black house you've built it will
a man named Armstrong
Walk upon the moon

Young girl in Calcutta
Barely eight years old
The flies that swarm the market place
Will see she don't get
priests came 'round  our house tonight,
One young, one old,  to offer  prayers for the dying to serve the final rite.
One to learn, one to teach which way