Lyrics:
I like tigers and young men
Tigers and young men
Tigers and young men
Yes, I like tigers and young men
Tigers and young men
Young men and tigers
As joel the great prophet once said
And in those days
The old men will dream dreams
And the young men will have visions
Soldiers pledge allegiance
Sing a song of sad, young men, glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad, young men, sitting in the bars
Sing a song of sad young men, glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again, kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men, sitting in the bars
men were hares on the mountain
If all you young men were hares on the mountain
How many young girls would take guns and go hunting
If the young men
Many young men of twenty said goodbye
On that long day
From the break of dawn until the sun was high
Many young men of twenty said goodbye
Many young
Sing a song of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men
Sitting in
On the scene on the dole in your eyes in your soul
The young men
You are the ones are the scene are the sons are the young men
Young men here we
Sally, my dear, I wish I could wed you
Oh Sally, my dear, I wish I could bed you
She smiled and replied, Then you'd say I'd misled you
If all you young men
Sing a song of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men
Sitting in
on the dole, in your eyes, in your soul,
The young men
You are the ones, are the scene, are the sons, are the young men
Young men, here we, here we go again
Les
Sing a song of sad young men
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men
Sitting in the bars
a smile and does what she can
Lacing up their trousers and boots
She can't loosen the noose
The news is not so good once again for drunken young men
Wild wild young men they like to have a good time
They chase too many women they drink to much wine
Going for a wild ride stomping on the gas
Sing a song of sad young men
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men
Sitting in the bars
aloft and scour the Spanish Main."
We all agreed but three young men who were told us then to land.
Two of them were Boston boys, the other from New
Sho' ain't got a whole lot of time
So shake you shimmy,
Sister
'Cause honey I sure is feelin' time
7: The Ballad Of The Sad Young Men
Sing a song
Sing a song of sad young man
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again so
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men sitting in
to mention I'm spending out my pension
No no no no
The reason I hung in
Cause this right here ain't no country for young men
Sunny you done fucked up
Sing a song of sad young men
Glasses full of rye
All the news is bad again
Kiss your dreams goodbye
All the sad young men
Sitting in the bars
Hares on the Mountain
Traditional.
If all the young men were like hares on the mountain
If all the young men were like hares on the mountain
How
men were hares on the mountain
If all you young men were hares on the mountain
How many young girls would take guns and go hunting
If the young men
nation with the calibration
Straight A's in math, I make the equation
Young men don't (they don't they don't)
Understand poetry
All they want (they want
The pure Euphrates
And young men of the broad city
Of Uruk the sheepfold
Who watched the fighting
When we struck down
The bull of heaven
The pure Euphrates
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